Living in a project house is not easy. Particularly for me.
I hate having dirty hands (which doesn't mean I don't like 'getting my hands dirty'). I also hate clutter and dust. And things that are in the wrong place. Or things that don't yet have a place. So some days it does get a little too much for me. Today was a very dirty day. Layers of dust settling on everything in the kitchen: plates, cooker, cups, kettle, toaster, table, floor, dogs' beds. Everything. Even so...today was a very good day. Some days I have to shut out the mess...to stop my head getting noisy (and anxious). Today I just rolled up my sleeves, armed myself with a hammer drill, heat gun and sander to tackle the kitchen fireplace head on. It was so worth it. And now that all the dust has been cleaned away...I'm ready for tomorrow - when I plan to start ripping out one side of the original (damp and musty) kitchen cupboards. I've even managed to throw caution to the wind and wear a pair (not the right word as they are not a bloody pair) of odd socks (from a pack of six odd socks that my sister gave me for my birthday). So long as I keep them tucked in my Uggs I'm good... (have to own up..I have made an attempt to 'match' the odd socks...though the colours are all different..two have dots, two have stripes and two have hearts)
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