I have had a fab weekend.
We finally had a floors finished and can move furniture back into the house. Sadly, that meant the television was moved out of the bedroom and back into the lounge room. I enjoyed it being the bedroom because I realise how much I like watching tv from bed. Perhaps it is just as well that my husband has the good sense to put his foot down on this one or I may just live in the bedroom.
Before we moved a few things back into the house I insisted on cleaning between the seat cushions of the couch and arm chair. When I was cleaning out the seat where it just so happens my husband sits the most, I pointed out how disgusting it was. Full of crumbs and other bits of grubby stuff. I did find some money so that went into my pocket (as is the unofficial rule in our house).
Then I cleaned out the sides of the cushion of my arm chair and found forty hair elastics. Plus a couple of unpaid bills. Can you believe that? Now I know where all the hair elastics go. In fact, just the day prior I was wondering where on earth they disappear to. While I cannot recall actually stuffing each individual one down there, I do know I might come back form exercise, pull the elastic out from my hair and then just, well, put it somewhere. Now I know where that somewhere is.
It was very funny but a bit freaky when I saw how many there were. Because I know I also leave them in other random spots around the house and my husband finds them and puts them in a drawer in the bedroom.
Went to the fancy dress party on Saturday night.
What do you think of me having a short, dark hair do? I don't mind it, for the night only. It was a fun night and everyone dressed up for the event.
My dress was sensational. Honestly, I am loathe to take it back to the fancy dress shop. It was so beautifully made and heavily beaded. When I walked the fringe swished with the most beautiful rhythm. No wonder woman want to wiggle when they where a dress that lends itself to a wiggly, swishy movement.
Whilst I had to hire an outfit for the night, my husband actually had his kit in the wardrobe. Well, not the white tie. That was hired.
The other week my husband sold one of his cars and replaced it with another.
Finally, a TR6 is in the driveway and I love it.
Took it for a drive yesterday and felt as free as a bird. When I got away from the traffic lights that is.
Nothing beats driving a classic open top car.
I may drive it to work now and then. Because the traffic is so busy you really need to get up early to enjoy the empty road.
Today I am cleaning up the house properly after months of interruptions.
The only thing we now need to get is a kitchen table. The sooner the better because my son has been enjoying the option of eating his dinner where ever he happens to be sitting. Be that at the computer or the Xbox. And I do not like eating my meals anywhere expect for a table.
So that has been my weekend.