Monday and back to reality

BH went to work today. It only took him 28 mins door to door, which is considerably better than the 2hrs15 it used to take, and reminded us if one if the main reasons for all this upheaval.

Some rooms are beginning to take shape. I'm pleased with the chair in the kitchen where I can sit and listen to Women's Hour, and I look forward to a friend sitting there chatting while I cook.

The outside space, though small, has proved a godsend as it provided the only place to sit during the chaos, and is still where we eat most of our meals.

The sitting room looks okay viewed one way, just don't look at the pile of boxes behind.

The clothes rails from WSM (wicked step-mother) are brilliant and sturdy, and I'm so glad to ditch those flimsy things we got from the store that shall remain nameless.