I'm at work today until 12 and then that's me on gardening leave until someone can decide if I have a job or not. Removal packers are in the house now. House move tomorrow.
I actually rather hope I wont be back in work but have a feeling I will be. Would much prefer to take the redundancy and shove two fingers up and find something with better.
I managed to get the divorce out the way previously so that's one stress less. Marriage? Er no. Love Foxy to bits but not going down that road again.
Baby? I think that would tip me over the edge.
