blatant cross-postage this evening

of things I need to arrange... (and apologies, as I to try to avoid pure copy and paste, but as you'll realise by the end I need to go and make some wine fizzy and wrestle the living room back from under a drift of paper)

an organised filing system (random heaps will not do)
working sound on our computer
the bank to recognise that I have got married and therefore am known by a different name
a passport photo before my driving license expires
a white wine spritzer

my immediate plan is to acquire the last and drink it while working on the first.

I already feel a sense of achievement because I *finally* got round to ringing up the bank to reactivate my online banking (which has been out of action since June...)

but for now fizzy wine and piles of papers!

p.s. we ripped the kitchen out last night. Pictures once I find the cable for the camera.

It doesn't end with the wedding

We've just spent nearly three hours looking at our wedding pictures, picking out which ones we will consider for entry into the album. And this wasn't even the first run-through. We've both done preliminary explorations of the 1500 pictures (1500!).

Ever heard of 'too much of a good thing'?

The thing is that our photographer is also a teacher, and he'd quite like to get the whole thing sorted before he goes back to school on September 1st. He's the lucky one who just had 6 weeks off to play with photographs!
We are lucky though, there are lots of lovely photographs of almost all of the people who are important to us, sharing our celebration.

not an in-depth update this evening. I need to keep moving so I get-things-done. If I stay still too long I really might fall back to sleep. The bedroom is totally off limits, because the bed is there, soft and cosy and calling to me.

This morning I had full blown monday-itis. Everything seemed to take far too much effort, and the bed was calling. Being in Liverpool for work meant I couldn't hear it any more, but now I'm home again the thought of crawling back in is in my mind again.

Wish me luck - I need to iron, tidy, wash up, make lunch for tomorrow, sort out my internet banking - so I feel sane and in control of life again. And then I may sleep.

We've ordered our new kitchen and bathroom. This is exciting, but leaves me desperately trying to resist the urge to take a sledge hammer to the old ones. I am very much a 'do-now' kind of girl. So it's a good job that it's actually quite tricky to rip out cupboards that have been built in since approximately 1950!

Many boxes of new things arrive a week on Saturday, so that is when the fun will begin.

For now I am giving in to my 'do-now' nature and drafting the new training package we need to develop for work, as I know I 'won't be feeling it' by the time I get chance to concentrate on it in work time. The curse of a mildly creative nature (I can use the time I 'earn' to take a flexi Friday afternoon off!).

so far this weekend...

luxurious bath on Friday night; candles, bubbles, relaxing pamper = no bubbles and staining the bath yellow/ Only a minor inconvenience as...

trip to B&Q about the kitchen (see below) = replacing the bath, as there's no way to fit a shower to the bizarrely shaped original taps.

tidying out the kitchen = realising the funny smell is actually the cupboards. We now have to rip them out and fit new ones. The kitchen plan was to repaint the walls and enjoy the (original!)50's cupboards.

appointment at the jewellers about my wedding ring = two hours extra in town and loss of Saturday afternoon

it's now 10 o'clock, and I'm not quite sure where the time has gone. Apart from my bullet points - o- woe it's actually been an alright day. Hopefully tomorrow will be good too, as my folks are coming over.