We have a fairly large, ugly, useful porch. It is a small room really … my in-laws used to call it ‘the loggia’ and sit in it on sunny days and have afternoon tea there. But we turned the back porch into half of the study, so we need somewhere to keep the wellies and the chicken food, and a word like ‘loggia’ is too high-falutin’ for me anyway, so the porch it is, and it is usually full of stuff.
That is, a large cupboard, a large chest freezer, a small upright freezer, the aforementioned wellies and chicken feed, and other general stuff.
Plus, today, a quantity of assorted furniture, several black bags full of curtains, cushions and things like that, boxes of books, several mirrors, tables and other furnishing-type stuff. And two banjos which belonged to my grandfather.
We’re finally clearing the last of my mother’s possessions from Al and Dilly’s house. They have kindly housed them for the last few years, but now need the space. And El and son-in-law Phil are coming for the weekend to decorate the room, so it must be empty. I’ve cleared as much as I can for now, but there still is a corner cupboard, a gate-legged dining table, an antique commode, a chest of drawers, a large armchair, a ditto clock and a couple of other things I can’t quite remember, which Al this evening or Phil tomorrow will have to help with because the Sage and I are old and weak and need our children to look after us.
So this afternoon will be spent in finding places for all this furniture etc, as I know what we are like – if we leave it there for more than a day, we will believe it belongs there and it’ll never be moved. I have also just counted up and realised that there will be ten of us for lunch tomorrow (including the baby), which is wonderful as I like nothing more than a full table, but I need to start wondering what we are going to eat, and doing something about it.
So, what’s the first thing to do? I’m a busy woman, how can I best use my time?
Spend 15 minutes blogging about being busy of course.