Monday, 31 March 2008
Crazy ,hectic end to my day
The photos are part of the secret crochet that I did earlier in the month but could not post on my blog until the recipient had seen them first. These are made for Anna, our gorgeous Knitty Noras baby who attends almost every meeting and entertains us with her giggles and laughs. She is such a patient baby and we rarely hear her cry. I did these as a present for her not knowing that it is her birthday next month so she got an early one. I will post the rest of the photos tomorrow.
I had the idea for the sun dress from an old Lister's pattern but everything else is winged by me. The dress can be worn over a sweater or a T to make it suitable for our summers and as it is crocheted it will "grow" with Anna.
I felt so much better that this afternoon I decided to bottom the lounge. For those people unfamiliar with that term it does not mean that I butt scoot around with a duster taped to my nether regions. It's a Lancashire term for moving and cleaning under all the furniture, ornaments and mirrors, taking all the cushions off the sofa and chairs and cleaning under them, giving them all a good hoovering and then swapping them about to even up the wear (from chairs to sofa etc). Giving it a good do is another Lancy term. I had just finished up in a heap of sweat and wet hair ( I will try those remedies Ailsa) when my niece arrived with the missing wool. Great I thought. Shower. Night in front of the TV, Get Kath's jacket finished.
Not so. My friend arrived at 4.30pm announcing that not only had she come to dye my hair (roots) she had come to prepare the lounge for painting it in the morrow. Arghhh! This event has been planned on a "pencilled in " basis for quite a while now and whilst I am very grateful I just wished she had told me earlier before my frenzied cleaning. First words from her mouth - Gosh it's cold in here is the heating on? I bit my tongue from offering my body as a radiator. Her day will come. Miss cold blue hands will get her own central heating one day. As she is only in her thirties I hope I live long enough to mock her! She did my hair. Stripped the torn up piece of wallpaper in the corner that was my legacy from my darling cat Ollie before he passed away in October. She then had to leave for home but has left me with the task of moving as much stuff from the lounge as I can before she arrives mid morning.
I should explain that I can't bear to throw away any of my mother's units, occasional tables and ornaments so my lounge is rather cluttered. I have got used to the over furnished look but it's a pain at decorating time. In order to make the units light enough to move so that they can get painted behind I have to move my treasured ( but rarely played) collection of LP's, my mother's 60's tea set, her crystal and normal glassware plus my collection of knit and crochet books that I moved there only this afternoon!
It is now 9.30pm and I am at the move one thing then sit down for 5 mins stage. I think the lounge will get emptied tomorrow. Sometime as well as all of this I have to find time to walk Buster, find all the dust sheets from the loft, buy some white emulsion for the ceiling and sugar soap the gloss paint down. This would have been a breeze for me before my back problems but I am finding it hard today. I think I need a lie down now.
I know that Caroline means well. She wants me to have a nice clean lounge to sit in whilst I am recuperating from my operation so I don't have to worry about painting it whilst I sit looking at it. The only trouble is that it makes me want new scatter cushions etc and I am on a no buy regime at the moment. Hmm I wonder if there are any of my old size 22 tent dresses stashed in the loft that could be remodelled into cushion covers? I seem to remember that I used to have a passion for floral flowing things ( My Hyacinth Bouquet frocks as my son used to call them!)
Well back to the emptying. Wish me luck with the painting and I hope most of it gets on the walls and not on the carpet! I will be the one painting whilst seated on the low plastic gardening/kneeling stool.