Being creative - sort of

I spent 7 hours last Friday furniture building. The instructions said an hour and a half for two people.  I was on my own.  I've still got blisters on my hand from turning the screwdriver and I had lots of aches and pains on Saturday.  It's satisfying to watch the joints close snugly as you tighten the screws.  I am very proud of the result.

This week I've put up the Christmas decorations - and very nice they look, even though I say it myself.  I had a bit of a panic when I couldnt find the crib, but they were all there waiting for me in a different box to the one I thought they were in.

I haven't even thought about food much.  As we have a couple more auctions coming up, I won't be thinking much about it next week either.  One of the local supermarkets has a drive in now - I might have mentioned it before.  It will be so nice not to have to struggle with an overloaded trolley in an overcrowded shop.  I suppose the drive in will have a queue a mile long.

A touch of the cosmos or the way to a man's heart?

For a while I've wanted a piece of furniture so that I could hang up coats and store gloves, scarves and hats as they seem to pile up over the winter months.  I found exactly what I wanted online.

 Unfortunately it was much too expensive. Then the sales came - still too expensive. I kept coming back to it; wishing.  A few days ago, I was looking wistfully at it yet again and decided to think outside my little box.  Christmas is coming, say I presented the idea to the family accountant, Rob, as a joint Christmas present?  So I went online again and saw that as well as the sale price, there was a reduction of a further 10% plus free postage (even on bulky items) if I used the special offer code!

So I prepared my case and my personal accountant agreed.  I was very careful to point out that the reduction totalled to more than 100€. It solved the Christmas shopping problem too - the way to a man's heart!

Now I just have to assemble it ...

Sleep well

Last week Zoe wrote about how her bed had collapsed. I was pleased to read that it happens to other people too. When it happened to us, Rob and I bought ourselves a king bed. I recommend to Zoe to do the same. Smaller beds just don’t make the grade if you’ve slept in King Beds. I’ve recently discovered that there are Queen Beds too and that the most traditional style is known as a Sleigh Bed. Perhaps a sleighbed is the type of bed to treat yourself to with Christmas coming up!


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