January 10th

I don’t know why I find it easier, or feel more motivated to clean when the husband is out, but his being away fishing for the day has led to this activity. That and the light. Where he normally sits with blinds drawn, I open them, and with the act of cleaning, find that the paintwork after 10 years is shabby. And strange stains are appearing on the ceiling. It feels like the house is sharing in our own dilapidation. We need an NHS for homes.

No comments yet.

Leave a Reply

Spam blocker Time limit is exhausted. Please reload CAPTCHA.