Recently I have had enough of our awful beige-ish carpet in the lounge. I say ish as it is so stained, just who puts beige in the main living area of a family home? So I’ve popped down my local Carpetright* to chat with them and choose something a bit nicer. My living room feels small but is actually 5 by 5 meters which meant I couldn’t snag any of the brilliantly priced remnants as on the roll carpets come in a 4 meter width normally. Rather a few of the remnants are creams and beiges but there were some fun colours such as red, turquoise and a blue stripe.
A couple of years ago we made the mistake of putting our boys in a bunk bed in the box room. Our home isn’t huge and it seemed a great idea to have both Jen and D sleep in the box room, and share D’s older room as a playroom. Sadly as neither truly has their own space they argue like cat and dog over territory! If you’re considering doing similar, don’t. It might be one of the worse home making decisions we ever made. They need their own space, even if one of them gets a box room.
If you’ve been reading my blog for a while you’ll know I like to be eco where I can. We can all do little things, like use the half flush button on the toilet, and turning things like TVs and laptops off rather than putting them in to standby. Standby mode is so wasteful, a quick bit of number bashing on a calculator suggests it about £5/10 a year for a TV left in standby. I bet you don’t think much about lighting your house though. We do not any have any old fashioned ones left in our home, we have a mix of energy saver bulbs and LED’s. Even in the attic we’ve got energy bulbs, I bet that you attic or your garage/shed is where you’ll find your worse performing bulbs still being used. I know some people will say they “already have bulbs so why buy new before […]
I hate cleaning and housework so I’ve figured out ways to cheat over the years, and here are some of my tips. Bleach spray. No need to scrub the loo or Brillo pad the kitchen sink. Just apply tons of bleach spray and go out. Walk the dog, go to work, go shopping or whatever. Just leave it an hour or more and rinse well on return. Recycling. Dear Gawd I hate washing out tins and empty jars. Just peel the label and bung them in any available space in the dishwasher. Never touch scraps of Pedigree Chum or Marmite again.
A while back now we went to the dump recycling site to take some wood and cardboard to recycle. I saw a big wood framed floor standing mirror, 5ft6″ big. No serious faults, just scratched varnish. I have honestly wanted one of these for years. What a waste. You can’t officially take things from the tip, its the recycling company or councils property once its left. I walked over to the gentleman working and said it was a waste can I rescue it? The reply was clever “that mirror Miss? I am sure it came from your car, put it back if you like?” and winked. He couldn’t say yes, officially, but he helped me put it back in the car boot. 😉 Since then its been in the garage, on a to-do-list in my head. Well today I am fixing it.
This morning I woke in the night, as I often do. Still a bit sleepy I walk in to my kitchen for a drink, not bothering to turn on the lights as I can see enough from the orange glow of a nearby street lamp. I bent down to retrieve a clean and slightly warm mug from my dishwasher and I catch movement out of the corner of my eye. A woman is in my garden, walking past my window. I see her eyes towards me, shes looking in to my home, I duck but keep watch. Then a second shadow sneaks past. I hear whispered voices. They are standing still, in my front garden, right at my front door. I feel frightened. I shout loudly to Blokey upstairs “there are people in our garden” and I run upstairs to look from a safer place. Its not like opening my […]
Today I’m happy. A few years back I knocked our kitchen and hallway wall down to make one large kitchen. Since then the floor has been covered in thin boards, which looked so temporary. The walls and ceiling were painted, curtains were up, everything else except the floor. I felt embarrassed to open the front door. But not today, because now it’s finally homey and finished. At last!
The obvious answer is turn some lights on, but that’s not what I’m going for in this post. If you are in rented accommodation it does limit your options somewhat but use mirrors as much as you can. I have a huge mirror on the chimney breast, it has retro advertising on it and I think it looks cool but it also bounces more light in to the room. Mirrors at the top of stairs are also great, especially if you hang it angled downward as it can bounce extra light down your stairs.
It’s not been great recently, I won’t lie. I’m done, I’ve had enough and I want out. Except I’ve no where really to go. I can’t stand Him Indoors telling me I’m useless, that I’m lazy and milking an “illness” and should get a job… in retail no less. He keeps pointing out shop work : you know, what therapist and doctors and an independent occupational health adviser agree I’m not suited for. Retail nearly saw me leap from a window. Since not “working” I’ve got in to blogging, trying to blog for good, not just personal rants or reviews. I’ve helped charities, and supported others in the “online community”. To him they are strangers, people that don’t matter. To me they are my only friends. I need them, and I hope it’s a two-way friendship that they like me back.
Yesterday Jen was being cute and chatty. Today he’s been stamping, screeching and trashing things. I removed the cardboard box (from my other post) so that I could attempt to tidy the front room. It was at a point I could no longer cope with the mess…. Then he poured his drink of water over his hotwheels track, proudly announcing “My cars can skid now!” I wasn’t as impressed by this as he was expecting. That was the final straw, a soaking wet carpet. “Please tidy up now. You knew water play is for the garden or bath.”
Well I’ve just tried out the CillitBang I won from @Melandjake99 on twitter recently and am so stunned after cleaning my shower that I decided I’d have to photo review the loo, I just have to share these photos (sorry). This next picture is the loo from hell. No amount of bleach, scrubbing, descaler, bog cleaner, more scrubbing and swearing under breath would shift this limescale. This really was a harsh test.