Are we really here.......?

Well I guess so, but it doesn't really feel like it yet.

Three weeks in and I still don't have my wardrobe up, so my clothes are still hanging about in suit and dress carriers and my shoes are in boxes beneath the bed.  Now my wardrobe is a huge Ikea model with different hanging areas, wire baskets and wooden sliding drawers beneath a middle section for hanging shorter items.

I can even store linen and towels if I need too, which is super - everything  in one huge space.  But, it's not here yet, so my daily life is almost on hold.  The ironing has not been done, for there's nowhere to store it carefully, and I can 't find anything.

You see, the dear SO has been recovering from the kitchen build - resting you see - and last week I was in London with my daughter and her family, one of whom was suffering with an attack of conjunctivitis; and when I returned, there was paperwork to be dealt with.  I had intended to visit a girlfriend in Sussex but had to postpone that, for various reasons, and now I cannot see her this week for somehow I've got myself onto another City tour of London this coming Friday.  I simply didn't think I