I moved lots of furniture around over the weekend. This made me very happy. I shifted one sideboard from the spare room to the kitchen, another from the kitchen to the living room, and my mum took a chest of drawers I've never been mad about off my hands which saved me the hassle (guilt) of selling it. I sorted and folded, went through old toys and games, made a pile for the charity shop, faffed around arranging candles, moved pictures to new walls. There is now the small matter of where to put the hundreds of CDs we own, but there's a Billy bookcase in the garage that John says he's going to put up in the spare room...
But I just love moving things around and having a change. I find it really refreshing, the way just moving something to a different room can make you feel like you have a whole new piece of furniture. A corner you walk past every day and ignore suddenly gets a little lift.
This is the spare room above, half way through being sorted out. This sideboard held a TV that no-one watched, a broken xbox, and lots of games and craft materials, much of which needed a good sort.
So I thought I'd move it to the kitchen-dining room, where this walnut sideboard has always stood.
And this is with the white one:
It's a lot smaller for starters, which is good as our kitchen is not huge, but I absolutely love the white against the grey wall.
It's still roomy enough to hold everything the other one did; tablecloths, place mats, vases, candles, etc.
And the corner of the living room which previously held this chest of drawers....
...now has the sideboard from the kitchen. Come on, keep up! If you're confused imagine how John feels...
And best of all there is a huge, blank wall above it ready to be filled with lots of pictures in a family gallery wall. I do like a gallery wall and I miss the one we used to have in our old dining room.
I found that glass lamp base wrapped in bubble wrap in the cupboard under the stairs - I think I'd forgotten I had it! So that was fun, like unwrapping a present.
I hope that wasn't too boring. I'm hoping that, like me, you're all secret furniture rearrangers underneath. I blame my mum; she was, and still is, always moving things around the place and would regularly put her back out trying to move the piano. And I have also inherited from her the terrible affliction of not being able to go up to bed without plumping the cushions on the sofa.
So that was most of my weekend, but there was also food shopping, cake, crochet, Strictly Come Dancing, ironing, gardening, and an epic roast beef and Yorkshire pudding dinner followed by sticky toffee pudding, all cooked by John. Oh, and I'm joining Slimming World on Thursday.
Have a great week everyone. I hope, wherever you are, that you are staying safe and dry and are not affected by the serious storms happening in some parts of the world.