This tree is one eager beaver. I wonder if he is the first to blossom in Buxton.
I always forget that things blossom in spring but that doesn't change a thing, it's still my least favourite season. Lambs are about too, still nothing.
All these extra hours I'm doing are annoying, and tiring and I'm always thinking about the other things I could and should be doing. However it really is going to make a huge difference, like thousands of pounds of a difference.
One day I'll have the perfect layabout job, and I look forward to that day. Money is all the sweeter if you don't have to work hard for it.
Thursday, 25 March 2010
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