Where are those extra hours? I’d like to find them.

This was left on my pillow last Monday morning and I saw it just before I had to leave for work.

I don’t that we were even fighting or anything that morning or that he needed to suck up to me. He just did it out of the goodness of his heart. Bless him.

I try and remember these times after I’ve screeched at him while he’s outside practically hanging off the clothesline looking like it will break.

It’s been a mega-busy week with things on every night except for Friday.

I’m rearranging our front bedroom. It’s a spare room and it’s been a bit of a junk room, a bedroom for my nephew when he lived here for a couple of years. Since he left it’s been a separate living area mainly for JJ and his mates when they come over but it wasn’t laid out very well.

I got rid of some old furniture that I’d been given over the years and bought a new sofa bed/lounge and an IKEA tv cabinet/bookshelf.  I found out too late that it had to be attached to the wall which added another level of complication I didn’t want. It’s okay now thanks to a good mate. I found the instructions to be really awful though. I think IKEA instructions should be more like LEGO instructions. Give me some more numbers IKEA and some order to things. As it was I had to open box 3 to get the first two pieces I needed to assemble. I did it though. And now I just have to tidy up all the things that are on the floor.

The coming weeks don’t promise to be any quieter thanks to a hip-replacement operation (not mine), a girls weekend away, and the fringe/festival coming up. I think by the time winter gets here I will be glad to hibernate. Although the weather today is kinda wintery.