Cloud on the horizon

I've taken today off the DIY treadmill. No really, I have. Partly to remind myself that I am actually on holiday, and partly because I feel like someone's been beating me with a big stick.

My very first anxiety attack happened in January 2006, after a long day decorating, so I guess I'm scared to push myself too hard, especially with this. Chances are I'm not really, actually sore. But my mind thinks I am, so I'm having a rest.

And an afternoon with the Supernatural boys isn't a bad way to do it ;-)

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