Hydrangeas

Yesterday I felt a bit better than the day before and today I reckon I've won the battle. There is no head cold or aches :-)

I didn't run and put stress on my system thought I reckon I did so much trips up and down to and from the loft I've had a reasonable work out.

Whatever went on with the vendors and their agent Thursday night continues to fade. My lovely agent checked in with me this morning just to see I was ok. I'm fine, grinning from ear to ear :-)

I had a bit of a toss out in the kitchen, sorted my tramping food, checked a couple of boxes of stuff, re-sorted some frames and pictures. A few didn't make the cut. I checked my bakeware and where I now have Mum's I let some of mine go.

I dropped a big bag of stuff to the op shop and then went to the picture framers. They'll recycle a couple of frames and put new photos into them for me. Nice.

Most of what I had in the loft is now downstairs. It's organised chaos and I'm picking that's the way life will be now for some weeks.

The plan for tomorrow is to re-do my will. It's out of date and free to get updated if I do it at the same time as the house. Out of date and free, a combination I can't ignore ;-)

I'll clean the oven, probably my least favourite job, pack some kitchen things, sort out a system for labeling boxes, and attempt a bit of order downstairs. There is no shortage of things to do, it's a matter of me being realistic about what I can do in a day.

Oh, and I'd better arrange a time next week to visit the new house. I need serial numbers for the smart meter (my power co thinks my address is a paddock because google maps says so!), and fibre box. I also need some info about the house alarm so my little alarm man can make plans to get it little pope proofed.

Aggghhh! my lists are long.