Duvet Day

I took the wise decision to take a duvet day today.

Duvet days are one of the many things that make current job better than old job. Yesterday evening I was half way between shouting at the OB and being in floods of tears, when the thought of duvet day popped into my head and was immediately jumped on by both of us as being a good idea. I’ve been able to have a lie in, have some alone time, get a few necessary chores out of the way and potter around the house getting some more things unpacked and boxes sorted. Tomorrow when the two of us are working on things again, I will now hopefully have got myself sufficiently under control that I won’t keep throwing my arms up in the air and declaring that there’s too much stuff and I can’t deal with it anymore!

But right now, I’m contemplating cheese on toast and finishing my book. And then maybe starting the next book in the series. And perhaps another bath. Mmmm…

Here’s to lazy days!

Disorganised

The plan for yesterday was to get as the bed, and as many boxes as possible, moved from the OB’s flat into the new house. The boxes have been mostly successful, but the largest bit of the bed wouldn’t fit in the vehicles we had available to us, so it had to stay at the flat for the time being. Not a problem.

At the end of the evening, boxes randomly unpacked into any hole they’ll fit into, we crawled back to the flat for a quick bite to eat before bed. But of course, not planning to stay at the flat overnight, we were now woefully underprepared. I can however report that clothes pulled out of the washing machine in the evening will dry overnight if left next to the boiler, that you can spread butter onto crackers with a fish slice, but cereal eaten with a wooden spoon tastes weird.

Unpacking will be infinitely preferable to packing

We’re moving house tomorrow, and at the moment we’re still packing (well, I say we… the OB is, I’m writing this like the lazy bugger I am, but anyway).

The tedium of packing has however been somewhat relieved by the plan we’ve just hatched to turn the spare upstairs room into a little recording studio of sorts, for the making of podcasts and anything else that catches our fancy.

Watch this space…

Empty Frames 5/365

Empty Frames 5/365, originally uploaded by Clair.

On the wall of a pub where we’re having a staff meeting today.

365 project, 2nd attempt

Little things that make me smile, part 1

Knee high stripey socks. Other people may not be able to see them, but knowing that I’m wearing them makes me grin.

I’m planning to gradually replace all old socks with stripey ones, part of my effort towards making the world a better place: if I’m happier, I will be nicer to other people etc etc. It’s the whole ‘pass it on’ theory.

Hadrian’s Walk – Countdown

Apparently it’s now only 6 months until the Hadrian’s Walk that I (and also the OB) am doing in support of the Joseph Salmon Trust. About the only preparation I’ve done so far is buy a pair of walking shoes in the sales. And they make my feet hurt. There will be a greater level of preparation, but possibly not until the weather is slightly less snowy/slushy (delete as applicable depending on the time of day you’re reading this). And it may have to wait until after I’ve moved house, again. And after that I’m sure there will be something else to delay me, but that just means it will be all the more entertaining when I do finally get up there.

Just as a gentle reminder, this is being done as a money raising exercise for the Joseph Salmon Trust. This was set up following the loss of a little boy. The Trust supports parents who have lost a child by providing financial assistance to those who need it most. This may be to help with funeral costs or to allow the self employed a break from work while they come to terms with their loss.

Grieving families have enough to deal with without worries about where they will find the money to say goodbye to their child or pay the next electricity bill. Nothing we can do can make their situation better, but we can do something to stop it getting worse.

Please feel free to contribute any sum, large or small here: http://www.justgiving.com/hadrianswalkers. It will be much appreciated.

And P.S. Happy Christmas, Merry New Year, and all that jazz

The Wright Brothers – Mark II

Continuing the early celebration of Christmas… We went out and played with the OBs toys today.

Ickle Frosty

Ickle Frosty, originally uploaded by Clair.

We celebrated Christmas a few days early this year, which meant that we got to make a snowman on Christmas Day!

Admittedly he’s only about a foot tall, but that is completely not the point… he’s made from actual snow, which actually fell on our ‘actual’ Christmas day.

We think it’s exciting.

What’s your favourite bit of where you live?

Does everyone have a favourite bit of their local town/city/area?

I was thinking about this the other day as I walked across Waterloo Bridge. I love the London bridges, you can be walking through built up streets where you can’t see anything more than a few hundred feet away, and then you step out onto a bridge and suddenly all of London is spread out infront of you. Everytime I walk one of the bridges, I get a momentary feeling of “wow, I live in London”.

Do you have any places like that, that really seem to summarise where you live?