Also yesterday Bear started and finished painting our bedroom white, which we really should have done a damn sight earlier, as it looks bigger and much better now. Typical.!
If her ladyship doesn’t appreciate his efforts I’ll go over there and help him eat it myself. 😀
How he can seriously think someone is going to pay good money for his ancient crap is beyond me. It’s well past vintage and bordering on antique, and not in a good way. Thirty year old Ikea furniture is not a thing.
But that’s what I love about him, his ability to know when it’s okay to be a bit softer in his approach, and when not to be, although we do have the occasional disagreement.
Earlier today I decided to clean my front window and started a ripple effect of productivity I didn’t mean to set in motion, but now that jobs have actually gotten done and with none of the usual tutting and sighing, I’m pretty pleased it happened that way.