My house, after 3 years, is still in the process of needing decoration.

Slowly, slowly, slowly I’m getting there and I’m winning the battle against the woodchip.

Today, was another strategic move to get the rooms how I want them, because today I sorted out my old room at Grandma Gandalf’s house. This is part of a cunning plan to sort out my back bedroom here. Bear with me. It might make sense. Then again, I’ve had a whole bottle of beer… so it might not.

1. Clear strip and paint Samwise’s room and move him into it… but to do that the old study furniture needs to go somewhere else.

2. Move study furniture to back room… but the back room already has old shelves.

3. Sort out my old room at Grandma Gandalfs (as I’ve been promising for 11 years *blush*) and she can have the shelving units from the back room.

4. Ah… but all the stuff now needs a home in the back room.

5. Move the excess cupboards from the morning room to the back room and throw in some shelving.

6. Bugger. Now the morning room needs something to stand the fish on.

7. The fish can have tallboy from my bedroom. Oh and the table from the hall, currently squatting on the back landing can go under the morning room window.

8. As a ‘move-excess-stuff-from-my-bedroom drive’ Frodo can have the chest of drawers. And we can have new wardrobes.

9. I’m not even mentioning the carpets, French windows, or demolishing the garage.

See? Not so complicated.

And you wonder why I never have any time to write.

Another joy of having small children is that they’re just one germ warfare experiment after another… *sigh*

Been out tonight with a break away war-band of the fighting Uruk-hai.

I’m now tired and full of cake.

I need to sleep.

It’s The Ent’s birthday today – not saying how od, cos he’ll get upset.

We went out for a meal and ate too much. Retired to a cafe bar and watched the bar flies *grin*

Tomorrow I have a night-out-meal-type- thing with the fighting Uruk-hai. I am going to be soooo fat *sigh*

I just realised I put chapter eight rather then chapter six for the next part of Bone Magician.

Wishing this was done, finished, over with? You bet, LOL

I want to get on with Alchemy. I have sex, drugs but… as yet… no rock ‘n’ roll in 6th century Byzantium.

22k into Bone Magician and counting…

Got nothing done.

Walked to the local Oxfam with Frodo, carrying far too many books. We both got soaked through, LOL Samwise went swimming with The Ent.

Thought about catching up with Bone Magician… then sleeping turned out to be a better option *grin*

Samwise is in Nursery tomorrow morning, so I such get into chapter six for the hour and a half that he’s there.

You could just predict how the UK would vote in Eurovision… and no surprise that Lithuania and Finland got the top points. And then Finland hammered everyone. Which is cool, hehe

Now my Eurovision fix is over for another year.

Not much writing done as I spent 5 hours steaming woodchip from Samwise’s new room. But I did realise a connection, and a service that my main character in Alchemy performs. She’s an amoral alchemist, doing almost anything for money, so it’s really useful if she makes recreational drugs for the aristocracy.

5 hours – one useful thought.

‘Bout average… *grin*

Something slightly different from the usual bland faire *grin*

The Lithuanians are also a fab choice.

Mainly for the cheek of their song…

No writing done today. I knuckled down, sort of, to household thingies. It’s looking vaguely tidy at the minute.

It won’t last…

I want Lordi – the Finnish entry. The Ent is ranting about the Lithuanian entry – We Are the Winners.

Fight. Fight. Fight.

hehe

The Ent seems to have brought a bug home.

Let the stonking headache and vomiting ensue…