*Yawn*

I just thought about the days when summer meant an enormous stretch of time with only one or two things to fill it.

I think this is the busiest summer I've ever had. There seems to be endless bits and bobs to sort out for the wedding, a million pounds to find to pay for it all, and if all goes well a house move to get through. I could quite easily not go to work and still need more hours in the day.

We should be moving to Diss in the second week of September - still working in Norwich but as it's only 15 minutes on the train it won't be a big commute and the peace of the countryside will be amazing, especially after living next to a 24 hour business for the last two years!

Overtime has just become available at work again after a year of being quiet so I've worked most of the weekend and now I'm tired.

Roll on September when wedding madness is over and all the boxes are unpacked...

It's 4 weeks to go til our wedding and in a strange (and exciting) turn of events, we don't know where we'll be living at the time. Overtime has just become available at work after nearly a year of work being very quiet, so while trying to work as many hours as possible and finish planning the wedding, we're also starting to pack so we can move at some unknown time. There just aren't enough hours in the day!