Well as biker Dave and his bikes are tucked up in the warm today, I have brought myself out here. Since I live fairly close it's a regular haunt of mine. Come summer it will be lovely here.
Today though I am shopping for plastic tubs. Fairly significant for me as I am at the beginning of a journey. That journey will take me back and forth to charity shops with plenty of donations. It is a journey I need to take for my own mental health. It will rid me of overwhelm, of guilt, embarrassment, and shame. A habit born of early trauma I am told. Have you guessed yet? I'm decluttering, big time!
It shames me to admit but I must have enough shoes to wear a different pair every day for......a year. Enough jackets and coats to last me a life time, and goodness knows what else. First step was admitting it to myself that I had a problem, then making a plan. Fitted wardrobes are what is needed, but first I have to empty the room...Oh no! 😱 That will take me an absolute age, spluttering and wheezing as I go. Yesterday I dropped two huge laundry bags full of clothing and shoes off and I'm feeling better already😃! More time to gad about with Dave, hurrah!
So about where I am. It's a little place just North of Martham. Home to the Museum of the Broads, a lovely Restaurant called Bridgestones, and of course Lathams. A sort of Woolies but different. I'm in Flour & Bean in Potter Heigham! I will let you know how I'm getting on and where I'm off to next. I promise it won’t be boring😊
