The big push
No, it's not D-Day already - I'm talking about the big DIY push to get all those niggly jobs finished before Sprout arrives.
I think it must be related to that elusive 'nesting' thing Mr D has been hoping for.
I'm now sitting at the kitchen table about to make curtains. MAKE curtains. A year ago I would have been counting down the minutes until work was over so I could get home to a glass of wine. Now I'm sipping raspberry leaf tea and turning into a Martha Stewart wannabe.
I've never even attempted to sew the hem on trousers before, so why I think I can suddenly make curtains is beyond me. But I've committed to buying all the stuff now and the borrowed sewing machine is eyeing me up suspiciously, so I guess I'll just have to get on with it.
What other stupid ideas will I have next? Carving the crib out of a tree trunk? Making my own pushchair out of a wheelbarrow and a pillow?
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