Sunday, I’m thinking what I should do. I’m really thinking what I should do first. I fill the washing machine and turn it on, I clean the bathroom.
I sort out some ski insurance for myself and my brother, noting I have to go through the medical conditions section.
I organise to move to the Post Office Broadband and Phone deal for 18months with evening and weekend calls. Which becomes very troublesome but they call me back and are on the phone for an hour. It’s their system that's buggered not me.
Then its time for the Christmas decorations to come down. And the lights outside to be packed away.
For some reason they won’t all go back in the box they came out of. And then I send them to the loft.
I vacuum the house and then the car and then
I remove its front badge
And put on a replacement.
I brush down the flaking paint on the window sill and repaint it.
And while I have the paint out I repaint the old front door slab step that is now at the garage.
I feed the squirrels by hiding 100 tulip bulbs in the garden.
I tidy the garden up a bit,
And remove the still trying to survive nastorshions.
Before putting my feet up for break to read my new book.
And then I head to my parents for tea.