I should not be watching Bridgerton, I really shouldn't. My To-Do list is long and awkward and I should not let myself be overtaken by such follies, even if they are lovely looking follies (and there is a blog post in this, but for the moment, I will keep my thoughts to myself and gently ogle Simon's abs.
There is much to be done. I'm taking tomorrow afternoon off to continue painting. I no have ten days to get the work done. Ten days before I hopefullyhope in the car, drive to Adelaide and pick up the cat. Fun.
So what is on the To-Do list:
- Take half a day off - that's tomorrow
- Pain the bedroom ceiling
- Sand off the wardrobe and bedroom doors.
- Paint said doors
- Reassemble the bedroom
Currently the bed is in pieces in the kitchen, the mattress is in the spare room, on which I am sleeping. The bedside tables are in the lounge room. All this painting needs to be done by Wednesday night. On Thursday, Barney is popping over to help me with the mattress - it's not as easy to manovre as the last one I had.
To continu, once the bedroom is finished:
- Start sorting, picking and dusting the book shelves
- See the myptherapist about by shoulder again on Thursday
- Reschedule a much needed hairdressing appointment that was to be Thursday
- Go to training Wednesday night
- Walk for 45 minute to and hour on the other days
- Get on with that novel
- Maybe see a film
- Go to dinner with Jonella and Stav after they help me shift the book case
- Oh, and paint out the living room, including the ceiling over the weekend.
At least it's going to be a cooler week after Thursday.
And I have no cats to trip over...
Back to ogling Simon's bum (and abs, oh and everything, even though he's not a big believer in foreplay, but that is the topic for another blog post.
Today's song:
1 comment:
I know I'm late, Pand, but I love your Freudian slip/typo. "Pain the ceiling." Indeed.
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