Thankyou, thankyou and thankyou again to all of you who gave me the requested and much needed kick up the butt.
I started at 5am as Elijah had a completely unsettled night. I got so much done in the first couple of hours before the bigger Bubble boys woke up. I listened to The World Service and heard the funny little medley of tunes they play before R4 kicks in.
Seven loads of washing later (I've even hand-washed the woolly things that have been languishing at the bottom of the 'laundry basket', AKA the floor ) and my home is clean. Hoovering was difficult as Elijah kept following me around, crying, and I needed to stop to let him 'rescue me' from the hoover-beast.
I'm truly embarrassed at the mundane-ness of this post, but whatever floats your boat, eh?!
Really good suggestion to start in a room/s least appealing to hang out in. Thanks.
Marsy I had you in mind as I binned all of the junk and dealt with the 'nonsense' congealed into and stuffed under the sofa. The power of mnet, eh?
Now planning to take Thursday as a day-off, so I can fine tune, attack the bookshelves and the Oven of Doom.
I also caught myself procrastinating this morning, I found a freebie property paper and decided that I had to find a house for Chicagomum. The virtual power of UCM soon sorted that out though.