Satisfied

The house looks lovely.

Downstairs.

To be honest, upstairs is still a bit of a shambles and there's paperwork to mark and sort out on the dining room table. But everywhere else is lovely.

The house smells of a combination of bleach and fresh bread. Tescos have delivered, I've roasted a poussin and scoffed the lot with two huge slices of bread.

And now I'm off to bed. I'm tired tonight. IF I get up later I'll blog, if not, I won't.

LOL!