I did quite a lot of sorting out upstairs yesterday - I have a cluttering problem - which makes me realise how much I have to do. My Salvation Army officer is coming to help me on Friday for a couple of hours. However, I hope we won't get as far as the bedrooms! It's good that I can make myself accountable to them, although a bit scary.
This weekend is quite tricky. I have a Country Fair coming up where we get people to handle fancy rats. I plan to take four bucks and three (young) does. Today I have to get everything ready and have a VERY early night, as my friend has to pick me up at 5am tomorrow. I have my 'to do' list planned for today. I love doing rat PR - explaining what they use their tails for etc. (although not as keen on 'adult sex education ' - two separate women have asked "What are THEY, sticking out of the hammock or sputnik?" "It's because they are boys" I say. "Yes, but what ARE they?" "Well, male rats have proportionately large testicles!" My best PR experience was when I was able to communicate with a lad with severe cerebral palsy (reading his eye signs, as I did with a friend), and he said he'd never stroked a small animal and would like to. His carer and I helped and the look on his face was amazing. My anxiety about tomorrow is that the person organising it is young enough to be my daughter, very loud and very bossy. She says she has bouts of depression, but hers are very different to mine.
Well - now to clean and pack the cages etc. (Also sort some GumTree and Freecycle stuff. One of these days I might even go on eBay, but I don't want to have to post things.