Faded Friday

I didn’t go out at all today, and managed to sort more books into categories, and alphabetical and published date order before putting them out in their (possibly) permanent places on various bookshelves. Progress with getting straight is frustratingly slow, but I suppose I’ll get there eventually. I have another free day tomorrow to continue plodding on with it. The problem is that I still feel jaded and faded after moving, having Covid and the sheer amount and variety of legal paperwork I’m still having to deal with, all of which seem to have sucked the energy out of me. The legal stuff is often quite time-consuming, which stops me getting on with the sorting. I hate it so much.

A quick tour of the garden only made me even more overwhelmed and depressed. Despite the big cutback the gardener did the other week, there’s still so much to do. This faded rose is a reflection of how I feel at the moment.