By this I mean; running out of sh*t to do in this house. I feel like I have painted (and re-painted) almost everything in the house. I have cushions for my cushions to sit on. I am forever doing the “little things” that are just slowly starting to irritate me. I mean; is it possible to actually run out of stuff to do? (Please, don’t answer that)
About me
Elle Wright is a wife, mother, author and blogger. After the death of her son, Teddy, at three days old, Elle started writing to navigate her new life and as a way to feel purpose again. Her Feathering The Empty Nest blog is a way of finding light in darkness, positivity in times of desperation and, hopefully, making a few people laugh along the way.
