It's been a hectic week so far this week. After returning from Yorkshire, the weekend was spent doing more cleaning on account of the arrival of our visitors on Monday morning. They arrived, gripped with jet lag from the flight from New Zealand, and were duly left to sleep it off.
Tuesday, I was back at the charity shop, having not slept at all the night before, partly due to a reaction to some beef mince I ate in a lasagne. I haven't been eating this recently, having swapped to using turkey mince or Quorn mince, and I had a stark reminder of why I'd done this, as it just doesn't seem to agree with my digestive system. I won't be using it again myself.
In addition, my lack of sleep was also due to the police loudly apprehending someone in the street outside in the early hours, with lots of shouting. One of the joys of living in a large city.
Anyway, as a consequence, I felt like a zombie at the CS all day, and could hardly string a few words together. Luckily, I was working in the back room, as the manager had decided to sort through 10 days worth of donations in one day, which had accumulated due to her being very short staffed the previous week, so the damage was limited. Thus, the day was spent with my head down or up, steaming, hanging, sorting, pricing donations, which was a relatively new departure for me, as I've often worked on the till whilst at the shop.
By the time I got home I was virtually asleep on my feet and had to retire to bed for half an hour or so to compose myself. I almost felt as jet lagged as our guests, without having been on a flight. After resting for a little while I felt a lot better and headed downstairs to make dinner.
After a good night's sleep, I'm feeling a lot better and today, is my first free day at home for a few weeks. I'm looking forward to spending it in a relatively leisurely fashion, whilst also tackling my ironing and laundry mountains and doing a few small tasks in the garden.