Little things

Sometimes it’s the little things that make you happy. We now seem to see the delivery drivers daily, and the postman is our most frequent visitor. Everyday at least one item arrives, some are just practical – sealant, decorators caulking, bits of wire etc., but some make us very happy. We’ve had a few of these in the last week or so. The ceiling rose in the bedrooms are horrible white (or not!!) plastic, so these get changed to chrome, with a silver fabric flex. A lorry arrives with a pallet full of carpet tiles (we can fit these ourselves and they will look great), the radiators arrive, and our new coat rack is here. 

And then there is this big box. We have been waiting for it for a while. We are both fairly fussy about light fittings, we rarely see ones we like, so as we intend to stay in this home, we were prepared to look hard. They came from Germany, and they are here, this box is the box of smiles for us. 

They may not be to everyone’s taste, but we love them, Ian fits them as soon as they arrive, and we can’t stop smiling! Sometimes it’s the little things that make you happy.

Obviously, between the deliveries there is work to do, electric sockets to remove and wires to secure safely under the floor so the wall can be removed for the patio doors to be fitted. Doors need undercoating, and more window frames need cleaning. 

The thing is with cleaning window frames, is that the solvent is pungent and flammable, so the multitude of paper towels can’t just go in the bin, they can self ignite (so I am told), so they pepper the garden, waiting to become safe enough to bin. The neighbours are very understanding when I explain – they did wonder what we were doing apparently!