Cufflinks and Cocoa

Wow ~ today has been so constructive and so much fun too! I crept out of the house this morning leaving both Cecily and Dave asleep in their bedrooms and headed off to the new unit and to decide in which order I was going to tackle the decorating and sorting out today.

An hour later when our local ironmonger shop opened, I trundled along and bought lining paper and paste and the other bits and pieces that I needed and decorated the long wall that now divides the unit in two. By mid-morning Dave had joined me and started moving everything across from the old unit to the new one.

Good grief, when did I buy all those things? Actually most of the stock has arrived very recently because we have been so busy that I have had to make reorders of almost everything. Some things are selling out almost as fast as they arrive with us, which goes to show me just how nice they are.

By six o'clock this evening, my back ached, I was so tired that I could hardly see straight and I was cold and hungry, so we came home. Dave made me some supper, I've had a cuppa or two and am warm again ~ so with my batteries recharged, I am a happy girlie once more.

It's Saturday night, so as usual I am curled up on the sofa with my laptop, yet again a cat on each side of me and X Factor is blinking away in the corner of the room. Dermot O'Leary is wearing a suit and his shirt has beautiful cufflinks. Am I the only person who notices things like that? Perhaps this is why I specialise in finishing touches.

You know, sad as it is, I have been watching these slightly daft talent competitions for longer than it's nice to admit (if you remember Hughie Green on Opportunity Knocks, then you will know what I mean). I get intensely irritated by the 'judges' on X Factor bickering with each other. Maybe there is some real competitiveness between them or maybe they think it makes good viewing, but whatever their reasons, I wish they wouldn't do it.

Surely the point of this programme is to showcase talented people who are trying to break into a highly competitive business? So why then, do the judges spend so much of this show hogging the limelight? I thought their role was to nurture the raw talent and teach these hopeful people an appropriate way to behave (and survive) in their business. In which case, some of them have been learning how to pout and have tantrums (& I could have taught them that!).

Enough of my grizzle... I'm off to find a cup of hot chocolate, a bath and a snooze, chat soon, Liz