Arghhhhhhhh!

Note to readers (my lovely Baggees): For the avoidance of any doubt - every character in this blog is me!!! No Baggy was harmed in its writing.

Baggy's daily state!
Depression (Black = really bad/Grey = not great/Blue = okay/Yellow = sunny day): Blue.
Anxiety (From 1 = barely any to 10 = gibbering wreck standard): 4.
Tears: No.
Pancakes (Yes/No): Possibly.
Syns (Baggy is allowed 8-15): Ah well.
Weight in her terrifying naked state (Stones and pounds): No clue.
Overall day:  😰

Deja vu day because Baggy did a repeat of yesterday. Up early. Furry Mama walked Minty Mutt. Baggy drove The Domestic Goddess to the soon-to-be-a-holiday cottage. It's a long commute! Creative Clara popped into the village shopping complex as she drove through her village. She organised flowers for the photoshoot from the local florist, with a view to her supplying the cottage every time it's let.

Clever Bird decided to remove the net curtain from the sitting room. Only to realise that far from The Goddess having finished painting the entire house, this window had not been done. Rapid change of plan: paint the window. Ninety minutes later it was done. Clever Bird phoned the insurance company back. Sorted everything out. The cost is - wait for it baggees - just over a third of what it is now!!!!!!!!!!! How does that work? Who cares frankly! Clever Bird cannot believe that she will be saving money on insurance.

Back to painting. This time the little alcove in the inglenook - the old bread oven. It's white. Not a great colour next to an open fire!

Clara decided to paint it the same red as the wall. Stupid Clara. it looked AWFUL. Clashed with the Tudor bricks. So bad that Clara didn't take a photo. She decided it would be better white. She over-painted it. It is now a ghastly pink. Way too embarrassing to photograph! Do one job......

While the pink paint dried, The Goddess started to wash the Tudor-brick floor. The black that came off it was rather worrying. But frankly not surprising, when Clever Bird pointed out to The Goddess that she hadn't washed it in eight years. Worrying!

Before setting off home again, Gloria Gardener watered her grass seed in the vain hope that it might actually start to grow. If it doesn't, the photoshoot will be interesting. Lawn touching-up may be necessary. Baggy is exhausted! Back again tomorrow. Pancakes............