It's Day Two in the 'Joiner in the' house.......
and apart from the incessant drone of the radio (can any workman not have a radio on in the background?), the noise of the various electric tools and the copious amount of saw dust; it's turned out quite well *she giggles*. Bear with me.....
Oh dear! Feel sorry for me dear reader; I cannot get in his way by going up and down stairs and in and out of various rooms which means I have to stay in the living room with the odd wee trip to the kitchen for cappuccinos, tea and biscuits. Isn't it awful being trapped like this with nothing else to do but sew, knit or read? What a shame for me! I cannot perform household duties even if I wanted to. I did, for a passing moment, have the idea to set up the ironing board in the living room before he arrived and I would get in his way getting what I needed, but I had a word with myself. C'mon! What was I thinking? It was early, I was confused already by my boys being out of bed and bright and breezy before I had come to. Usually I have to drag them out of bed like they are teenagers instead of eight and six.
So here I am now about to dodge the saw dust mountain residing between the living room and the hall to make my morning cappuccino.
Really though, don't you feel a wee bit sorry for me? Trapped like a privileged animal ? Oh well I suppose I'll have to suffer it watching this
whilst knitting a cupcake! It's a hard, hard life!! Is is hard to contain the sympathy oozing from you right now? Heehee!!
"Mischief Managed!"
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