Well, it was - sort of. I surfaced out of my pit at 2pm. I know! It must have been all that fresh air from the day before. I have not been that lazy since I was in my teens. What, with no running around for Belles (she is not here, obvs) and Mark, doing his marking, I felt guilt free to re-charge. My mother would akin it to festering in my pit and she would, of course be right. Heeeeeeeeee!
I got up, had a bath, went boring snoring food shopping. I Facebooked for a little while, got me some happy and spread a bit of happy. Had tea, finished off this layout and watched BGT. I mean, nothing life changing happened to my day but it was lovely all the same.
Here is layout numero 6 (layout 5 is looking a bit crap right now, will make changes to that before I share). I'm on a scrapping roll, as you can see - its like heaven on a glue stick and very therapeutic.
Fave papers ever (by Amy Butler) and fab chipboard butterflies by Tando.
I bet most of you had fun by the sea, picnics in the park as a usual bank holiday monday - right? **sigh, that would have been us if squidge bum belles had of been here**