Yesterday we cleared the rest of the rubbish out of the shed. We were going to order a skip but decided we'd save ourselves the £100 they wanted and take it to the tip ourselves. It was a good decision. We put the seats down in my car and by the time it was all bagged up and broken down we only ended up doing 2 drop offs.
Now that it's cleared the shed has officially become the summer house again, although it's not as summer housey as I would like. Instead of bunting, wicker, straw hats, books and plants, it has a TV, DVD player, sofa and a Wii console in it. The benefit of all this though is that Thomas, Amy and Friends de-camp here in the warmer weather so I get to have my house back.
Somebody scraped the back of Mark's car in Tesco's the other day so the re-spray man has been out. It's all very technical, with paint codes being put into a computer, from which the right shade required is generated. Looks more like they're setting up for a garden party out there.
We've also had a new alarm installed and it's been a cross between living in a submarine and B&Q. Beeping and drilling have resonated throughout the house all day.
I'm ready for all this clearing, cleaning and updating to stop now; it seems to have been going on for weeks. We still have a few biggish jobs planned though and as the saying goes you can't make an omelette without cracking eggs. I just wish I was at the omelette eating stage.