I reckon every so often, you need to MOVE. (Not just your body – although please, please PLEASE let the Oroxine work and me stop being such a slug!)
No, I mean, a MOVE. Where things get sorted out and clutter gets thrown, and you get to actually organise and start fresh.
So – I’m packing (virtual) boxes, loading them into my (virtual) car and caravan (so cute!) and moving. Stay tuned!