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Date: 17 August 2008 10:20:33
Trouble is, with so much housework to be done, blogging seems like a terrible time-wasting indulgence so I don't allow myself to do it. This sounds extremely virtuous. It would be, if I didn't then say to myself "just a quick game of freecell to compensate for not letting myself blog".... Jack the Lass's title of procrastinator queen is in serious danger, methinks.
Life is good, busy, hectic, wonderful, fun, trying, and just as life generally is at Smudgie Towers. My brother joined us for a week to do some decorating, bless his heart, so my lounge now looks no different in colour but fresher and brighter and a testimony to the fact that Dulux's claims that their new paints intensify the light in a room are, in fact, true. :D And the Smudgelet will soon have a "new" bedroom to call his almost-own (apart from the stowing of some junk and books in a corner of it - if the rest of the house has to house it, then why should his room be exempt?). I'm pleased with the results.. or will be when I finally finish it and allow him in. In the meantime, he and his brother are sleeping in a tent on the lawn. Good isn't it? Have three new rooms built onto our home and then evict the children into the garden!
So there may be some sundry posts appearing over the next couple of days, in between frantically trying to get the house in good order before Friday when we go to France and my sister's-husband's-son's-ex and family come to Charlie-and-Pavlova-sit. (I have come up with an evil plan which will make the task more manageable.... shove all the junk and the ironing in Tiddles' bedroom and lock the door :D )