Do please excuse me for not being around much recently.
You will, however, thank me when you know why.
We're busily, but unphotogenically, beetling our way through January. Quite happily I might add.
Aside from the normal routine of school runs and chores, I'm decorating the hall, stairs and landings. We live in a three storey house so it's no small job. I think I've told you before, I'm quite a slow and careful painter. You know those television programmes where a crew of thirty people swoop in on some poor unsuspecting person's home, slap on various hideous shades of emulsion, and exit twenty minutes later declaring the house entirely made over? Well, they are my worst nightmare. I've told my children that I will run naked across their school playing fields if they ever surprise me with anything like that. D's threat is different but I'm afraid I can't share it with you.
I've also just bought a steam cleaner. What a revelation that is! I'm hosing crevices like a mad thing and, rather worringly, seem to have roused some obsessive compulsive tendencies I didn't realise I had. It would seem that very few people share my excitement when it comes to restoring the colour of grout!
My Mum came for a cup of tea.
"I'm feeling a bit Januaryish. Make me laugh." she said.
Eh? Ummmm ...
So, you see, I'm a bit of a dullard at the moment. Other than a little cross stitch here and there, my recent doings don't make for good reading, blogwise. Or any wise. Still, I figure that, of the twelve, January is probably the best month to be boring.
xxx
PS. Lovely cross stitch chart free here.
PPS. Thank you sooo much for your lovely comments on my posy cosy.
PPS. Thank you sooo much for your lovely comments on my posy cosy.