I left the house for the first time in three days today. It was painful, I felt like a pupa breaking free of it's chrysalis, all icky and ever so slightly blinded by daylight. However, now I'm totally dead, after fitting countless pairs of shoes and being inundated by awkward kids with even more awkward parents and EVEN MORE awkward to fit feet. I'm convinced it was national freaky kids feet day today. I've already had a 2 hour nap and now it's time for yet more history work and I'll probably ring the boyfriend who probably won't listen to a word I say but oh well. Sleepy rant over.
I bid you adieu.