Thu 16th, Mar, 2017
Hello! How are you?
It’s Friday as I write this and that means the house gets cleaned from top to bottom, or in our case, one end to the other and then downstairs.
I, believe it or not, little cherubs on the other side of this screen, am boiling whites on a huge pot on the top of the stove. It seems women have come a long way since they were solely in charge of things like big washing pots, but today, looking for a solution to ahem rather stinky shirts (not mine, nor that of my good marital partner) I thought it might be a good idea to boil the **** out of them.
And my is it mighty fulfilling. If you are feeling at odds with the world, and perhaps have some time on your hands, may I suggest taking a pot (I have a washer style vintage one) fill it with water, a little washing detergent and put a few things in it (cotton, white, I cannot be held responsible for anything) pop it onto your hob and sit there and watch it steaming away and filling the house with a (very) clean washing scent. You may also, at the same time, pretend to do other (cleaning type) chores but instead have a cup of tea and a bar of chocolate.
Back again, I have been to take the lovely Barls to the groomers today, so he is smelling adorable. I often think it would be nice to be taken somewhere to be groomed. I mean how fabulous would it feel? One would be dropped off after a long tiring walk, one would then be hydro-washed (I think that sounds nice) with a nice long head, ear and body massage. Directly afterwards, one would move to be dried, fluffed and buffed. The hairs in places one should (purportedly) not have hair would be removed and one’s nails would be done.
After this has all be done, and someone else has paid, one would be chauffeur driven home where one would get a treat for being so good and would spend the rest of the day snoozing on the sofa.
Sounds like a dog’s life to me.
On our other house progress, we are doing well, though there are a few hiccups which is par for the course. Originally we were going to go absolutely gang busters at it and turn it over really quickly, however, after both looking at figures (the house market is flying in Sydney) and our main business which is busy (good), we have decided to do this reno a bit more slowly and it will be more my project rather than the both of us project managing so it can be pushed through quickly.
To be quite honest I was a little wary of the original plan to do everything at lightning speed – though this will be our sixth reno we’ve never done one with a fast turnaround before, and I am no architect (though seeing some of the work of some, particulary where we live, perhaps I should be) and think one needs time to get the feel of things when one is not experienced…
So the plans have all been drawn up (though there is nothing major or structural) and, on paper, it looks good and very white. With marble and beech and lots of grey.
That’s about it from me for now, oh and am still less fat. I’ve upped the walking and it’s showing (or in case of muffin, not showing/spilling). I wish I could be all trendy and say I had, you know, successfully eliminated sugar, or alcohol, or saturated fats, or I dunno, carbs. I have done none of that, I’ve just podcasted away the pounds.
I think the Podcast Diet sounds a million times better than some…like that whole alkaline thing. Really? Have you ever been bored out of your brain by someone (the size of a twig) pontificating on the success of eating to be alkaline (I think that’s what she was striving to ascertain anyway) and the strength (or not) of their urine. I have. It’s far from fun. I mean, honestly, I’d rather watch a pot of whites boiling.
With that, I will be off.
Goodbye from a very wet and lovely and cool (and nearly boot time) Sydney.