Packing that is, the cottage looks like the packing department of an on line store. We are in imminent danger of death by parcel tape and it may be soggy cardboard boxes for dinner! Only kidding, its faggots, mash and peas.
I usually love all the hustle and bustle of packing up and moving, but this is not my move. I did not realise just how much stuff Francesca had, and neither did she.
I have a track in my bedroom from the door to the window and back round the bed. I have to lean over cases and boxes to get to the wardrobe.
Her room is as bad if not worse and I have at least 5 more boxes to be filled. It all has to be done and dusted by bedtime tomorrow as we are leaving at 6 on the dot with both cars filled to the brim.
I may make a second trip on Sunday, if I can stand it, or it will have to wait until she comes back for Christmas.
I am so glad that the freezer is full of Ding Dinners as there will not be much cooking done for a week.
My plans for next week are as follows:-
A, Empty Francesca's room, clean and decorate, lay a new carpet and hang new curtains.
B, Re instate this as my sewing room. ( there will still be room for visits)
C, Blitz my room, disposing of everything that I no longer need or want.
D, Decorate my room, hang new curtains, ( I will sleep in Fran's room while this happens)
E, Starting with the bathroom rinse and repeat till the whole cottage has had a "do over"
F, Put it on the market and hopefully get a quick sale.
Reasons to be grateful.
1. A gloriously sunny day.
2. 2 loads of washing blowing on the whirlygig.
3. 12 more blocks completed in my new quilt.
4. Well stocked cupboards so I do not have to shop for ages.
5. A bottle of very very good Shiraz, just in case.
I will probably not blog any more until Sunday, not enough hours in the day, plus I have to find out how to add a link to another blog so I can do the Sunshine Award post, Thank Goodness for Google.
Wish me luck as you wave me goodbye. Driving into London and out! YUK YUK YUKKITY JUK.