Zoë Bowyer

Seems like everybody’s gone screwy over the past few days - too many humpy moods for my liking. At least my own humpiness was not directed at people I care for. D has been rabid like I’ve never seen him before. Poor thing (…yet at the same time, get away from me!).

Anyhow, I hope to survive the weekend intact and have provided D with rescue remedy. The Master Builder will be arriving sometime and we will be getting our wooden floor lain. Yeah! I will be spending my time glossing woodwork and trying not to get in anybodys way.

Aside from that, it’s a bottle of wine and an early night for me.