I need my bed!

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Reflective of how I'm feeling.
 
25.09.14: It's been a long day, but not a bad one. Taking the day off yesterday was great; pulling creaky limbs out of bed this morning not so great! Then it was straight to the office to catch up. Needless to say there were a few queries to be dealt with as well. You know the saying 'a woman's work is never done' - well I reckon it applies to the office as much as to the home. These days, my lads are well able to feed themselves, but ask them to learn to enter the invoices or stuff like that & I'm talking to dust. Still it's nice to be needed.
Usually I prepare seasonings over the weekend when it's all quiet in the unit, but starting tomorrow morning with a Food Safety Audit, I'm heading to Schull as one of the producers doing tastings and showcasing West Cork produce. Home by 6pm as I'll be going from there to the launch of the Rosscarbery Autumn School. I'm really excited but having lost so much time last week sick, I feel as though I really haven't pulled my weight. So I have the seasonings done and just to double-check my records in the morning. If I get a chance, I must prepare at least another page for the Caherbeg website......
Until tomorrow
Avril
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Caherbeg, Rosscarbery, Co. Cork
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