All those places I got found.

For the last three weeks, I have been ascending and descending the stairs, sideways.   Foot plonked horizontally across the width of the step, as opposed to toe to the back... 

We decided after umpty blumpty years that a new carpet was really a necessity, and so choice was made, and carpet pulled up and the refreshing of the paintwork commenced.

"wear your slippers" was the war cry. 

"I don't do slippers" was my response.  And when I did - my heel hung over the rear of the slipper and caught the crazy ass gripper . 

Easier it was then, to walk sideways. 

6 am Toilet and Cat letting out, was more difficult .  Hands numb from sleeping on same, knee locked, because that is what it does in the morning, I'd stumble very, very slowly from bathroom to stairwell, and then make my way very cautiously, with a cat screaming, holding legs crossed at the front door.

No more now though. 

Carpet is down, and I am delighted.  I don't think we've ever actually had a new carpet.  Floors yes, but carpet no.  And I'm very excited by it. 

I sat for 20 minutes in the hallway just gazing at it.   It's lovely. 

Also - I used the Leather Cleaner on the sofa.   This is a task which is carried out around the same time as the clock changing each year.  I forgot in March, so I've had to rub doubly hard this time. But it is all looking very refreshed now 

I am a domestic goddess - But not in the same category of domestic god from whence my husband fell.   The smells from the kitchen are speaking to my belly, and it's shouting back full volume.