I was going to show you some photos of the kitchen today, but then I reconsidered. Mondays are hard enough without any extra misery. And this house is currently No. 1 Misery Street, Nightmareville. I’d tell you all about it, about the fact that everything, every single last item in the kitchen is now covered in a thick layer of plaster dust because Somebody thought it would be a good idea to sand the walls down without covering the boxes of crockery, pans, food, etc. Or about the fact that I haven’t had a sink, running water, worktops, or cupboards for the last three days. But instead, let’s focus on something pleasant, something peaceful, before my head goes POP.
The cats, bless their hearts, have been as good as gold while the renovations are going on. I shut them up in the bedroom, and they just curl up and sleep on the bed until I can let them out again.
But I think I speak for all of us when I say that we will be very glad indeed to get this job over, and have our home back again.