This whole 'trying to get the house clean, tidy and uncluttered so that we can have prospective buyers' through is stressing me out on a subliminal level. I know this because all last night I dreamed about packing and moving.
Just before I woke up I dreamed that Lee and I had gone on a holiday to New Plymouth and I had loved it so much I insisted that we leave our jobs and move to New Plymouth. I'm not sure why I loved New Plymouth so very much, since I've not been there that I can remember, but in my dream that was where our futures were. Weird dream.
This evening (in real life) Lee finished touching up the paintwork in the second bedroom and cleaned old paint splatters off the floor to ceiling windows that look into the lounge. I packed up all my scrapbooking stuff *sob* and moved all the books off the big black bookcase. We moved the big black bookcase into the second bedroom and I put all the prettiest books back on it.
Lee moved the other bookcases that were already in there around to look neater, and arranged his tech stuff on one of them. I dusted and Lee vacuumed and took out the rubbish. The table's been moved into the far corner where the big black bookcase used to be and the space in the lounge has really opened up. It's going to look amazing when we move the littlest couch into the second bedroom for open homes.
Cleaning wise, I've been working hard on the bathroom. Scrubbing at the shower with a brush and cleaning the grouting and all the fittings.
I still need to:
Once the little couch is in the second bedroom I can pretend like it's my own private library. Bliss!
I have a cold. It's better today than it's been. It's been low level distressing all week, sore throat on Monday, phlegm and stuffiness on Tuesday, brain o'fuzz on Wednesday and coughing and sneezing today. Hopefully sleeping in tomorrow will make it all better.
I am reading the last book in the Vicky Nelson series by Tanya Huff. It is called Blood Debt and is not the best in the series. I do want to know what happens in the end though, so I keep going.
I have also read a book called Happy Kid! that C lent me. It was pretty fun and strange and overall I enjoyed it. Not the best book I've ever read, but certainly not the worst.
I also saw the Simpsons Movie. It was alright.
PoF: exhaustion
CO: head space