The Last Chocolate

It must be a lonely life in the box when you're left till last.
A bit like not getting chosen for the team at sports.
I was never very gifted at sport, but I loved to get on the team. Now I am content to have my own space and take it more gently..........

But in the real world, life goes on a pace and we have to hold on for the ride.
I haven't been participating as much as I would have liked recently, but I hope to get back in the saddle and get back to having fun and working a bit harder at life. As I keep saying, "Growing old is mandatory, growing up is optional".
Here's to, having more fun.

A busy day, had us tearing around the country, for a certain Swedish furniture shopping trip.

The Flat pack attacked.

After 64 screws and stripping off due to the heat generated, I had a flat out hubby and a nearly finished unit. As he toddled to bed, every second step was punctuated with an Ow!
Ah well, there is always tomorrow for more fun.