Reaching

I locked myself INTO my flat. Who does that?! I do, that's who. I tried getting to work, but had locked myself in with an apparently broken key... that will lock but not unlock doors (insert swears here). I blame the man for spending the night in hospital and not being the usual one to lock the door at night. Yes, this makes sense.

After a bit of a cry (hey - I didn't sleep well last night and it made me feel better), I took some photographs of my tomato plants reaching up to the slanty skylight-windowy thing (we live in an attic conversion) whilst waiting for the landlord to unlock me out of my flat.

... I then proceeded to stress bake cupcakes like a crazy lady and then spent the rest of the day in the hospital with the man. Apologies for the lack of creativeness or effort. I promise I'll try harder later...