As soon as I got up this morning, I knew it was "back to normal" time after the Bank Holiday - grey, cold and drizzly. I swear drizzle makes you wetter than ordinary rain somehow. I think it's the unrelenting steady pace of it. You know it isn't going to get any better so you might as well go out - but an umbrella just doesn't seem any protection - the damp seeps in underneath somehow.
Well, today our rented washing machine and dryer went back - my darling husband decided to "help" and undid the pipe under the sink. 'nuff said.... I had to clear out and mop up everthing stuff in the cupboards under the sink (why are they so bloody inaccessible?) and dry off the washing powder box etc etc. Then the delivery guys managed to spill even more water when pulling the hoses out. At least they capped the under-the-sink fitment, so I can now use the sink. I ended up washing that kitchen floor 3 separate times. You can just guess how much I enjoyed myself!
So, now the machines are out of the way, I can repaint the cubby holes the same colour as the rest of the kitchen (I could only paint up to the machinery before, so the walls are Pale Willow, a really lovely pale green - almost a Celadon - and these bits are Muffin - which "matured" over 6 months into Sludge).
Thursday (today being Tuesday) gives me plenty of time to paint 2 coats (might need 3) before the arrival of the new washing machine and dryer we bought last week. Mind you, you should see the rest of the flat - guess where the dirty clothes hamper etc are? Yes, the sitting room. Oh joy.
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