Today we move on to lucky 13. I’m sure it must be lucky because yesterday was largely a day of thwarted effort, so today has to be better, right?
The day didn’t get off to a great start, with DD running late and getting into a panic, and an unpleasantly soggy dog walk. To be fair, it wasn’t all bad, though. I did get some work done, but not quite as much as I’d have liked. The lack of progress may have had something to do with DH dragging me off to the pub for lunch, because you know how much I hate being treated to good beer and an excellent fish and chip lunch with mushy peas and probably the best tartare sauce I’ve ever had. It was pure torture, I tell you! 😉