Penultimate

Our penultimate night at the farm. A frustrating day of dealing with insurance companies and telecommunication bundles. I kind of lost it for a while there.

Then Muminlaw helped me to make a couple of cute skirts for work and Mr Barking fixed up the insurance and all was well with the world again.

Most of our stuff is packed in boxes and we're pretty much just waiting to get them into the truck to move. We don't pick it up until Friday morning though, so we're just going to have to wait!

Night all.

~Barking~