It is certainly bracing weather around here! I will have to get a portable heater. My central heating is turned right up and the living room is still cold. I am wearing blankets and am indistinguishable from when I was ill a few days ago. I have shamelessly not even tried to do any housework since my folks left at the weekend. I figure I only finished the antibiotics this morning, I’m back at work and the house can wait for a few more days while I gather my strength. So I am drinking hot beverages and knitting.
You see, having donated the Impulsive Winter Sweater to my step-dad, I am still without that thick jumper I so urgently need. So I am working on a new one, a big wrapover number in heavy purple yarn that I hope I can finish in a few days. I am just having a bit of trouble understanding the pattern for the fancy border. So that’s me. I’m not having any achievement points, as I don’t deserve any, unless you call resting an achievement, lol.
I hope I’ll get properly back into action this week. Wish me luck.
All right! My bronchitis is finally abating after seriously giving me a run for my money for several days. My parents swooped in, performed various kinds of miracles (my step-dad is the king of household repairs) and eventually left. It has been a very long, strange week. I think I will be thrilled with the house when I am properly better. In the meantime, I am enjoying this last chance to sit down and drink tea before returning to work tomorrow.
As soon as I was well enough to get out of bed, I swiftly finished that winter sweater and gave it to my step-dad. It fits him perfectly.
Hello dear readers
I am taking a break from blogging this week as I am (a) coughing myself inside out and (b) hosting my parents. It adds up to a full time job. I hope to return in a few days, in better condition.
I think I deserve some sort of medal for what I’ve accomplished since waking up on Friday morning. Bronchitis is raging, but I am making a Herculean effort to get the house in shape before the parents arrive expecting a meal and a clean room in, er, two hours. Shit. Better get on with it. I feel like a long-distance runner.
I am playing Tetris with my house this evening. I have had a spectacularly productive day of decluttering at home and work. I now have empty shelf and cupboard space in my flat, where I can put things away. It is a strange irony that decluttering often causes your house to get much, much messier in the short term. I hope it won’t be hard to put all the furniture and everything in its proper locations. Because I only have a small flat, it goes like this:
- Want to find the tiny screw I dropped just now when I was re-attaching the light fitting to the wall. (Don’t ask.)
- It’s dark in here so I need to put a new bulb in the standing lamp, so I have a chance to find the screw.
- To get to the standing lamp, I need to move the coffee table.
- To move the coffee table, I need to put away the things that are blocking the sofa.
- Also, to put the coffee table where it should be, I need to put the rugs down, and that means cleaning the rugs.
- And that is going to mean changing the fuse in the vacuum cleaner.
So you see that is why I have to crate and shelve the Xmas tree and then repair the vacuum cleaner. So I can finish putting the light fitting back on.
I am having a Home point.
Bloody hell. OK, so I now realise that the lack of lust for housework I’ve experienced this week isn’t just me being lazy, as I first thought. That cold I mentioned? I still have it. I’ve had it for a week and I feel significantly worse than when it first came on and quite a lot worse even than yesterday.
I am going to have to see a doctor. I don’t know when, though. Can’t be tomorrow, as I have things booked in at work that took nearly a month to plan.
Oh man. I am sort of relieved that I wasn’t just being a lazy git and losing my housework mojo. Today I can hardly breathe at all and I’m sweating like there’s a heatwave.
Antibiotics here I come.
Wish me luck for the weekend. There is *so* much to do. We will get it all done somehow! Even if I have to do five minutes at a time with 10 minute breaks.
Practise, practise, practise. Slowly practising the art of not being a slob around the house. Trying to instil good habits.
I need to get some domestic stuff done now, and it’s probably not going to happen unless I write down every thing and determine that I am going to do at least 10 things. So here we go. I’ll talk about something else next time.
- Put two sets of bedlinen in the washing machine.
- Remake Bed 1 (the other can wait for dry laundry).
- Swish & swipe the kitchen, wipe down counters.
- You knew it was coming. Sns both bathrooms, including floors.
- Clear 2 hotspots: desk, sewing table.
Oh sod it, that will have to do for tonight. Lol!