Good love is hard to find.. I got lucky

I have a very good feeling about this week. 

I'm sure something AMAZING is going to happen.    And then this! 

Obviously my feeling is going to materialise. 

Work is going well.   It's not taxing.  I can do more than the owner thought it would be possible.   The Boys are all getting used to me being there, and then today, today I sang. 

Yes,  We had the appropriate response.  They all looked up, horrified, mouths agape, and wondered what the hell they had just heard.    All is as it should be. 

Problem with 10 boys in a room is that mischief happens.   This week, the mischief has been the requirement for new TV screens for the wall. So that we can all see our KPIs from a distance in technicolour.  

2 new TVs arrived.  I doubt they will fit on the wall without bringing a large part of it down.    They set one of them up today, on the floor, "just to see what it was like". 

I was standing next to a slug the same size as me.  That's how big these monitors are.  I think I could possibly attend the next meeting from my bed, and I could still see the stats. 

Himself was in the attic today - "clearing".  Tell me why we put all of our old towels in a bag and then in the attic?   Same with bed sheets, and curtains which are never going to be worn again.    Big trip to the skip tomorrow.   So many bags upstairs are Tooli's - all her school / University / post graduate work.  Cases and cases of clothes.   I hope she does have plans to take them with her when she decides to buy her own place. 

Boy has also started accumulating, as as Jess.  But Si did a great job today- there was enough space that I felt secure enough to venture up and stand and point to things.    

Oh but the howling when I came back down again.  I was so scared I was dizzy. 

One great find was the hammock.    

We never lost the frame for the hammock, but we did lose the bed. 

Now everything is good in the world!