Tuesday, 24-10-23

Morning, all.  As expected, most of yesterday was dry but rather dull and not terribly warm.  Today is predicted to be wet and, while I know I said I want to hold off turning the heating on until next Tuesday, it's beginning to feel a bit damp inside with all the rain and the washing was taking forever to dry not-terribly-well on the rack so I think I will bite the bullet, turn the thermostat down a bit and get the heating turned back on again.  Oh, well, I tried.

I gritted my teeth yesterday morning, unlocked the garage and moved the rest of the stuff from the shed to the garage.  The garage is now chock-a-block and will definitely need a good sort out once stuff has been moved back.
It took about an hour and I was so glad I did it because . . . 

. . .  when I came in, I checked my mailbox and there was a message from Maxine asking if they could start the garden room on Thursday.  This Thursday.  Woo hoo!  

So - this morning I will defrost the freezer I am keeping, moving as much stuff as possible into the other freezer.  When everything's back in the one I'm keeping, I can defrost the freezer that's going - I might do that this afternoon, assuming all goes well.  And on Wednesday, I need to move a few chairs so that the chest freezer has a place to go until the work is finished.  The men are doing all the lifting, etc, I just need to have things ready.

So that's the big news and I can hardly believe it's all happening at last.  So exciting.

Yesterday afternoon I went upstairs and started working through my wardrobe clothes.  Two hours later, I had a pile to donate after asking myself . . .

have I worn it in the last year?

does it fit?

really, honestly, do I want to wear this again?
. . . and now I have spaces in the wardrobes.

The burning question now is 'do I need any more tops for winter/the cruise and the answer is a very firm, definite 'NO'!  That's good.

I found something that made me both sad and happy.  I found a kilt, made by my mum in her sewing classes ages ago.  A proper, pleated, fold over kilt made with some sort of tweed she bought on holiday in Scotland with Dad many, many moons ago.  She was so proud of that kilt and it really is a lovely thing.  When I cleared her clothes after she died, I couldn't bear to discard it so, after checking with Dad, I brought it home and hung it in my wardrobe.
Anyway, I tried it on and it fits, it really fits.  Three cheers.  What's more, as it is a classic, it looks fine, it's not dated, and it will be great teamed with one of my aran jumpers, I think.
The only thing - I am pretty sure it is not dry clean as Mum never did dry clean (apart from coats) but I might tack the pleats and hand wash/drip dry rather than machine wash.  What do you think?

Tell me - do plastic coathangers reproduce in the dark of the wardrobe?  I am SURE I sorted them all out not that long ago and yet I seem to have hundreds - well, had; I've chucked quite a lot now.

As mentioned above, today's big task is to defrost the chest freezer.  I'd also like to sort through clothes in the cupboards - I don't want to get rid of any but I want to put summer stuff away and to bring the winter stuff down.  Once all that is done, I will feel really on top of things.

I also need to get a few things in Morrisons at some point.  Thank goodness there's no fitness classes this week; it's going to be a busy one, isn't it?
Have a lovely day, everyone.  xx