I’m knackered.
Living in a crack in the ground in South Wales, we get quite a bit of mould and damp etc. So I’ve spent most of the afternoon scrubbing my big bedroom window and surround with bleach and white vinegar... still, good physio for my shoulders, I suppose! Sugars steady in the mid fives all (fasted) day - had a hot bath and they hit 6.7 but came down again as soon as I got out.
We’re gradually doing the jobs in our little hovel that have been put off for that bit too long. Husband has been clearing ivy off our gable end and then using a drill powered brass brush to get rid of the flaky paint. Moral of the story, never give my husband a job to do that involves making marks on things. I now have a rather childish motif on the end of my house until he paints over it.... photo
here, it’s a bit NSFW so don’t click if you’re easily offended by peurile graffiti
Off to do a spot of food shopping now, we’re so rock and roll!