Hi guys, thought i`d better check in as a few buddies have been concerned as to my wherabouts!
I am busy project managing my new wetroom. Hubby has knocked part of a wall down, to widen the doorway for me and t`chariot! i have to keep meself and doggy away from flying shards of tile and plaster!
We got the loan from the bank to pay for it all, seeing as i have already waited 9 months and have been told I am number 1 hundred and chuffin
60 on the councils list of folk needing a DFG. I am fed up of banging meself and needing urgent toenail attention, on the tight hallway walls and also trapping my arm and hands as the loo is too close to the wall, when my commode gets in there. Once it`s done it will be fab-u-lous! as Mrs O says on X factor.
ll have to eat less and drink less too...........Im only talking coffee and hot chocolate here mind!
I`ve been buying lots of bling for Hollywood and a really decadent mirror…oooh missus…
.Mrs O says that too, doesn`t she?
Got another thing in common with her…our ages are the same. I
ve not had as much plastic surgery as she has!....bet thats got you intrigued, eh?
So, if I seem a tad quiet, you know why…I am up to me wheels in rubble!