Yup – a whole two days of remembering to blog. Go me.
Yesterday didn’t go altogether swimmingly, after I’d blogged. The new carpet was fitted, I vacuumed it, and asked the three boys to put the stuff back in there. Eventually – and it took half a day of asking – they said they’d done it. But when I went to bed, I found they had done a totally half-assed job of it. There were things left in the conservatory – well, in one case, half in, half out of the conservatory, and some stuff left in the office too.
I am afraid I got upset – and went upstairs and shared that with the boys, in no uncertain terms. They were sorry – but I am pretty sick of asking them to do things over and over, before they finally get done – or I resort to doing them myself. No1 is going to have to learn to do stuff when he is asked, in his new job – and I did share that nugget of advice with him.
After I’d gone off to bed, nearly in tears, No3 son got up and moved most of the stuff back into the den for me – which was good of him.
So today I am not feeling particularly positive. On the upside, I do have food for supper tonight – I was afraid there was nothing out of the freezer, but I was wrong – it means changing round today’s and tomorrow’s suppers, but I can feed the faces of folk. And the meat for tomorrow’s supper is out of the freezer.
And tonight N gets home – I last saw him on Saturday, when he left me at the hotel, for my weekend of socialising in Southend – he headed south for three days work in London and the south, as I headed north, on Monday – so it will be nice to see him. That is a positive. And I am probably going to drive into Glasgow to collect him, which I usually enjoy.
But on the downside, I am feeling tired, despite a lie-in – and not particularly motivated to do any sorting out or clearing up, in advance of visitors this weekend. It may end up being a quick run round with the vacuum on Friday, and that will have to do. But I hope the friends and family visiting, are doing so to see me, not to critique my housekeeping.