Thank you for all your lovely comments, people - it is lovely to see you on the screen. I have been in a bit of a slump recently. Well, that said, I went to aquarobics yesterday and by the time I got home, I just wanted to sit on the couch and let the tears flow a while. Sad, hurt, weary, the lot. Not pleasant at all.
So this morning I got up and grabbed the wire brush and started getting the old flaky paint off the railings outside. Then, with an eye on the clouds, I gave the railings a coat of paint. They needed it badly. So, I was really pleased I had got something done, until I went out later to admire my handiwork and discovered that I had missed one. Sigh. It had taken ages to get the brush cleaned not to mention the hands, and the skirt, which required 2 washes. The Tshirt has now been christened the Painting Shirt and is past help. I gave up trying to get the paint off that one. So I still have that one pointy thing to do and the whole fence will need another coat, I think. Well actually, the pointy bits need it and not the rest. The arrows. It would help if I could think of the appropriate words. You know what I mean, though. Senility is setting in.
So I was on a roll.
Once David was about, I got him to put up the ladder to the attic, and then he carried box after box downstairs for me to go through. We have sorted about 20 so far, and paintings and sports equipment too, and there are boxes for the charity shop lining my kitchen, and the recycling bin is full already, and the ordinary bin is getting there too. I have discovered more crafty things than any village could possibly need in a decade. Do NOT let me bring another thing into this house. EVER. Photos. Frames. Tools. Toys. Games. Groan.
And you know, the attic is just as crammed and it doesn't look as if I have done anything. You have NO idea how many Christmas boxes there are up there either. I could decorate the county, and have some to spare. Christmas lights????? Oh yes. Miles of them. Do they work? I have no idea yet. That delight awaits.
We will not discuss the miles of fabric either. Not metres. Miles.
So, by the end of the day, I was too tired to move, so I decided to BBQ, because I could just sit there and watch the food cook. I grabbed a handful of lettuce from the garden, a tomato and supper was done.
Some things are sorted. Little by little I will wade my way through the rest.
Right now, though, I need a nap.