Finally, finally, we have got to clearing out the loft!
Took a huge leap today from clearing a pile of paper yesterday, to clearing the loft - which long dreaded job was forced upon us by the need for new pipes up there - so the plumber has to be able to move around in it.
I have to confess that clearing out stuff makes me bad tempered, and persuading someone else to clear out their stuff makes me even worse.
But oh the sense of relief as it moves out!
I did that oft recommended thing of putting stuff in boxes and bags up there, and a year (or three) later looking at them with a clear eye. Why have I still got almost every pair of curtains from every house I have lived in? Why have I got a full set of bank statements from 2005 - 2007? And an empty notebook with 1979 on the front cover? And the classic. University notes....all that work. Also, we bought a new set of suitcases, but still have the old ones and so on and so on....OUT!
Some burned, some binned and I've booked a table at a table-top sale on Saturday to try to sell some nice candlesticks and a clock and jugs and plates and pots and lampbases and fabric. And curtains. Oh, and some books on living simply!
(Could the burst pipes have been a blessing in disguise....?)
Took a huge leap today from clearing a pile of paper yesterday, to clearing the loft - which long dreaded job was forced upon us by the need for new pipes up there - so the plumber has to be able to move around in it.
I have to confess that clearing out stuff makes me bad tempered, and persuading someone else to clear out their stuff makes me even worse.
But oh the sense of relief as it moves out!
I did that oft recommended thing of putting stuff in boxes and bags up there, and a year (or three) later looking at them with a clear eye. Why have I still got almost every pair of curtains from every house I have lived in? Why have I got a full set of bank statements from 2005 - 2007? And an empty notebook with 1979 on the front cover? And the classic. University notes....all that work. Also, we bought a new set of suitcases, but still have the old ones and so on and so on....OUT!
Some burned, some binned and I've booked a table at a table-top sale on Saturday to try to sell some nice candlesticks and a clock and jugs and plates and pots and lampbases and fabric. And curtains. Oh, and some books on living simply!
(Could the burst pipes have been a blessing in disguise....?)
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