I am here but getting nowhere fast. Do you know that feeling perhaps? Lots to do and not getting it done. We should be having the carpet laid next week and it is the one of our choice too. Not sure how the carpet firm managed it, but manage it they did. So glad too as the one the insurance company chose was dreadful and one I doubt anyone would want unless it was for perhaps a verandah that was going to have constant traffic on it. Really hard. Now we have to pack up all the books and other items in the three bookcases but do you think we can find boxes. Asked at several store but no luck. Phil is off again to ask again. Also have to move small furniture but that's not a problem.
Pest control here next Tuesday to do their annual inspection so had to work that in before new carpet as they do make a bit of a mess 'cos of the insulation bits that come down with them after they inspect the part between the ceilings and the roof. We are fortunate that all the timber is jarrah which white ants aren't all that keen on and also the stumps under the house are capped. $190 this year for the inspection and we are going to make sure they do everything on their list as sometimes I think they are a little careless and don't check everything, i.e. door frames, skirting boards etc.
I'm afraid my head is spinning and I have to try and sit still and gather my thoughts and get a hold of myself, and get on with everything.
I will be back with Telling it on Tuesday, hopefully next week, but need to find photographs and put them in some kind of order and that too will take time as the albums are among the things that also need to be moved out of the living room. I may bring them out here where at least I can get to them.
Do I sound muddled up? I guess it's because I feel that way. Once when I was able to move around without a problem none of this would have got to me but these days five minutes and I have to sit down to ease my back and everything has to be done ever so slowly. An hour's job can take me half a day which makes me feel ever so useless at times. Thank goodness for Phil; he is ever so patient with me when I get in a tizz.
I am still popping in to check my favourite blogs even if not leaving comments each time but you can rest assured I am still round the place..somewhere.