Half term

Half term, the week I have looked forward to for the past seven.
Programme so far:
Saturday - course in the morning, mowing the lawn and tidying the garden in the afternoon, followed by vigorous hoovering, cleaning, washing etc. Followed by falling asleep at 8 in the evening!
Sunday - lots of tidying, sorting, throwing out, relocating (mostly Keith's stuff, but we won't dwell on that) and dispatching of several, nay lots of full black bin bags to the tip. (Today I managed to stay awake for the evening and if Craigybaby makes an ageist comment about that - he's dead!)
This is because we want to have a downstairs lavatory installed under the stairs but to do that we need to find other homes for the stuff that's already there. This means a ruthless cull of all the stuff that's in the cuboard in the small bedroom. Some of this has gone to the tip, some will go in the shed. However, before I put any more stuff in the shed, we need some shelves in there...and so it goes on.
All this has been instigated by the building of the conservatory - but it is a lovely conservatory - definitely one of my more inspirational ideas.


2 comments:

Silverback said...

You posted at 9:36pm. Well done old girl. But so sorry the upstairs loo has become too much for you now.

Craigybaby forced me to say all that. Honest, Miss.

(on the lookout for more flying leeks)

Ian

Jennytc said...

Bomb cunningly designed as leek on its way to you right now, Ian! The reasons for the downstairs loo are:
a)For Keith to use during the day/evening because his leg problems make the upstairs hike a bit difficult.
b)for my counselling clients to use if needed instead of having to trek through the house.
PS Wear a hard hat when you go out today!

Plaster board and dust

So, we're still no further forward on the British Gas smart meter front and I've given up making non-existent appointments with them...