Oh, the crap you accumulate with children.
International movers are coming on Thursday.
It's a quiet child free day and all I want to do is sit here with the heater on my feet whilst sipping a hot cup of coffee and write about all the stuff that's been going on my head.
There are a few projects beckoning too. More furniture makeovers.
I want to strip this beautful cabinet back whilst I still have a garden big enough to handle the fumes.
I spent some of yesterday and Sunday stripping off that horrible baby poo yellow paint they loved in the 60's from this trolley that I salvaged from my Grandfather's estate. It looks so good.
I could have been packing and organising but I found half a can of paint stripper left over from this chair project.
Salvaged from Vinnies for a buck each, a set of these fabulous mid century dining chairs. Stripped and treated and re-upholstered. I am in love.
I'm on a roll.
Unfortunately no room in the London home for this project. It will be available at the garage sale along with these Parker dining chairs I never got round to.
But I have to reel myself back in to the job at hand.
Organising three distinct areas:
One for packing on the ship bound for London town.
Another for the garage sale.
A third for storage.
People ask if I am excited about the move, about returning to London and all that it entails.
Not currently amongst all this chaos.
But I will be. Probably about a day or two before we go and everything here is sorted.
I am definitely looking forward to many things; to change, to new beginnings, to opportunity, to friends and much much more. But that is a whole other post for when this week is over.
Until then, I will be surrounded in cardboard and packing tape and lots of dust and memories.
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