When I first told my sister we were buying a house, she said “As soon as you move in, paint a big patch of colour on the wall, just because you can!” Well, it may have taken us a while to figure out which wall, and what colour, but we have finally done it.
While I’ve been spending a fair bit of quality time with my new stove, there have been other things going on around here as well.
My in-laws came to visit, bringing with them a couple of dwarf fruit trees (peach and nectarine), to get our garden started. Before I could put them in, I had to dig out the somewhat overgrown garden bed and mix a bunch of compost into the heavy, clay soil, which, as Dr Bones pointed out, constitutes a fairly comprehensive workout.
My crack team of personal shoppers (AKA Dr Bones, Knightly Knitter, Tinkingbell and Zephyrama) came through big time, sending me everything on my Bendi shopping list:
I’ve also been knitting, getting halfway through a pair of Nutkin socks,
And there’s been this, which is making me ridiculously happy:
The house is also taking shape; next week we have an electrician coming to replace the stupid, expensive-to-run so-called “low voltage” downlights with more efficient compact fluorescent units, and put in some extra power points. Because we can do that sort of thing now.