Well, my list for Friday night was OK, except for the washing. Mum in fact arrived about 15mins after I got home, so it was cut quite close. Saturday was written off (cos of Cranbourne & the kelpies), and Sunday followed suit (cos of lunch at the in-laws). However, after Church I seemed to spring back a tiny bit. I walked to the supermarket (about 4km return) to buy dishwasher detergent, then at home I got my son onto the dishes (his job - not done cos we had no dishwasher detergent....) while I cleaned up our bedroom and the ensuite, and sorted the washing in the laundry (as well as getting several loads hung). This had the desired effect, so that this morning I almost leapt out of bed and have been on the go ever since. I've done 7 loads of washing (4 are hung), done a thorough vacuum (including the bedroom), and steamed the problem areas. I even moved the shoe cupboard to deal with that particular problem. So far it's been a rather productive morning. Now I'm out to buy puppy food (something else I forgot when I shopped on Saturday night), and the makings for the christmas cakes - I have to make FOUR this year. So while I'm here I'm taking my time and playing truant for a few minutes.
This afternoon I want to finish cleaning the kitchen, fold the clean washing and send Status Reports & an invoices to our major client. I'm also making a test run of the Christmas entree for dinner tonight (smoked salmon layered with grilled veggies & mignon lettuce leaves, dressed with extra virgin olive oil and capers). It's a full list, and if pressed the folding will have to wait.
Otherwise, things have been mercifully bland. I guess that's all I really want, Just a quiet life - absolutely NO excitement. I don't understand people who crave it.
Enough for now - I really do have a lot to do.
