I’ve been so busy getting all my tasks at work finished off before I leave that I’ve only just realised over a week has flown by. I never thought resigning would be so much hard work – I have just finished at least a 70 hour week and still have more hours to do at the weekend. To fit everything in I am writing this at ten past midnight! My poor plants have been slightly neglected but I have managed to water them every few days while racing out in the morning to work. My seeds are continuing to germinate away quite happily. Despite being absolutely exhausted each day we have stuck to our budget and resisted takeaways on the way home from work. Hubby who is absolutely anti-gardening admitted tonight while we were making dinner that he loves having home grown lettuce that he can get whenever he wants. He is eagerly awaiting the spring onions to have their spurt of growth – probably two weeks off if we can get some good sunshine. Of course he just wants to eat the food, he doesnt want to help grow it. I found a possible job today for December and January so have to get my CV organized this weekend also and send it off – fingers crossed. Also have to get hubby’s GST return done tomorrow. How many hours are there in a weekend?
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