11-05-2025, 08:10 AM
(This post was last modified: 11-05-2025, 08:13 AM by Oh_hunnihunni.)
Our local Hammer Hardware guy popped up on my farcebook feed exhorting all to make a fuss of Mothers and he did it so very genuinely it really got to my sensitive spot and made my eyes water. Now my Mum has gone, and the kid is so far away it is hard to see the point in these little commercially generated celebrations, so I decided I shall buy myself something nice when I go to get the weeks fruit and vegies today, and to hell with the budget.
But on the small success front I finally got round to starting to sort out the little messy bit under my deck, it being one of those places used plant pots and broken stuff seems to gather. For months I have been eyeing a bit of old ply board under one of the empty flats that would make a perfect floor over the muddy patch down there, to make sweeping up leaves so much easier, so yesterday I nicked it and madhandled to down the path and into place with a small smile of glee, and it fits perfectly, and is only wobbly on the corner I never need to stand on...
Maybe today I shall finish tidying up down there, now I don't risk another broken ankle. Maybe...
But on the small success front I finally got round to starting to sort out the little messy bit under my deck, it being one of those places used plant pots and broken stuff seems to gather. For months I have been eyeing a bit of old ply board under one of the empty flats that would make a perfect floor over the muddy patch down there, to make sweeping up leaves so much easier, so yesterday I nicked it and madhandled to down the path and into place with a small smile of glee, and it fits perfectly, and is only wobbly on the corner I never need to stand on...
Maybe today I shall finish tidying up down there, now I don't risk another broken ankle. Maybe...