A Right Royal Mess!

Hoover

Never before have I been in such chaos. Send the TV cameras around this week and  you will see my true colours...

So we decided to move Finley into a big boy bed. Give him the chest out of our room. At Marks insistence, order new more sensible (read dull) wardrobes and a new more sensible (read hideous) computer desk. Change the bedside tables. Sort out the damp caused by the leaking gutter. Re-lay the kitchen floor. Install a new sink. Paint the dining room table. Declutter. And re-invent our entire lives in the space of one week. (Never say I'm not ambitious!)

The mood doesn't take Mark very often but when it does I have to make the most of it and work him into the ground DIYing, so please forgive me if I disappear from your screens for a day or two, while I crack the whip and hoover the floor...

I have spent so much time online recently, I failed to notice the house was falling down. Hey ho.