Good thing #20 is that I sold my bed! £100 richer. Well £90 because I decided that me, beloved and stepsontobe deserved a treat so we went out for 2 cups of tea, a carton of ribena and 2 slices of chocolate cake. Beloved and belovedson love chocolate cake. You can see it all over their faces.
I scoured the charity shops for jugs (which I want to collect to use as vases. Somehow I find flowers in a jug much more pleasing) and baskets – I do love a basket, and I’m currently searching for one to house the paper present bags I keep to reuse so about 50cm x 20cm x 15cm, and open. No joy so all I bought was a 99p book from Oxfam for belovedson.
Beloved popped into one charity shop on the off chance they had a mirror he could use to help him out of the garage, and got the perfect one for just £3.95. No fair!
Still I’m relishing the space that selling my bed has created. Positively a dance floor in the bedroom. and I can see the carpet in the 2nd bedroom!
Soon I shall have a dedicated space. A space to ponder, to wonder and to blog.