And The Rest Of The Day's Your Own

We moved the piano back today; all the wall is painted, you can't see a thing.
So I've polished the piano, cleaned some of the shelves and the floor, and thrown out about 100 recipe cards. Unfortunately I haven't been able to paint the not-dry plaster in the cupboard under the stairs, so I can't fill it up again.

Then I cleaned the bathroom, tidied Alexander's room, moved* the lawn, repotted some plants, mended some clothes and made a casserole.

I might watch Homeland later, after I've washed up.... if I can stay awake.


*mowed