My little white car has been attacked by rust. I need to decide. Fix the car for one more WOF or year, or bid it farewell. Forever. Poor little car. You have been very good, you've already been abandoned once and had years more use and abuse since then.
Whatever happens, I must talk to my Dad first.
In other mindcrushingly dull news. It is reports time again. This would probably even be bearable, except, that it is also the Big Sing this week (schools all get together and sing in the Town Hall) AND G&S is finishing up its music rehearsals. Time to stage this baby! Also, Sok's birthday and Dad's got a walk planned for Sat. I think I'm going to have to flag the walk. Cwap.
My exercise has gone down the toilet with my illness and complete lack of time. I hope next week is more relaxing.
Point of Fashion: Gifted Clothing
Current Obsession: Car, reports, TIME!!