So the house is in chaos, the sitting room curtains called to me last week "clean us, clean us...." Being the obedient house owner I am, I unhooked the curtains and trotted off to the dry cleaners, expecting the words "pick up on Wednesday?" Instead the lovely Cheryl said "I'm sorry Elle but these curtains won't clean up, they're too delicate, I'd invest in some more" Half expecting her to flip a curtain brochure out in front of me, I threw the filthy suspects into the car and drove home grumbling about the thought of having to spend hours at the curtain warehouse.
The house therefore is now naked without its window dressings, my plan of tidying the piles of paper and magazines into organised reference material has turned into a major carpet rug and the endless pots of nicnacks that sit on top of every surface are now spread out over every table. Somehow by 4pm I have to get this shipshape to be able to feed 11.5 of us Roast Pork.
Mounds of washing need tidying away or packing into suitcases, last minute bills need paying and for once in my life I'm concerned about the cleanliness of the windows. However the one task I was most frantic about has been achieved. 12 boxes of cat food now in the house to keep the little beast's full while we are away!
Two more locations to book accommodation, a couple of flights and a train ticket and we're done. Right roast pork here we come.
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