Spring is in the air… or available by the cartload at your local nursery. I went to Bunnings on Monday to cure an evil that has been haunting me for weeks. The ‘nesting’ has spread people. Not only am I completely neurotic about cleanliness IN the home, it turns out I’m partial to the outdoor clean up as well. I’m definitely making Steve work for this kid of ours.
We have lovely hanging baskets (ok, they’re just cheap $2 ones from the Reject Shop) and over Winter they didn’t survive as well as we’d hoped so it was time to replace them. You can view the beginning of Steve’s Outdoor Room HERE and the previous progress post HERE. We have a lot more plants in pots along the fence now but I’ll probably do a post about that later in the week… because you love it when I talk dirty!
Yes, I was a geek, clicking away with my Olly at all the pretty flowers. Sure I got stares and sure it was pretty difficult crouching down to get close ups but it was worth it. It was nice to spend a day with myself, out in the sunshine and appreciating ‘commercial’ nature. I was just bummed it wasn’t the weekend as I missed out on the sausage sizzle.
I managed to pick up a few bargain “pretties” as well as potting mix and got to work as soon as I got home. Yes, I wore gloves and washed my hands thoroughly. I know it’s not ideal for a heavily pregnant woman to be getting down and dirty but I promise you I didn’t eat any… I swear. It was either plant my flowers or plant my arse in front of the computer and to be honest after the day I was having I needed the reprieve. So I planted pretty flowers and thought of my Grandma who passed away that afternoon.
It was quite calming and it was lovely to have the Outdoor Room revamped for Steve when he got home. Of course I had a list of things for him to do that I was unable too but that’s all set aside for the weekend… apparently Steve has a job lol. Instead he listened to me talk about my Grandma and we watered all the pretty flowers together. We can’t attend the funeral as it’s in Newy and I’m not fit to travel far from home but it was a nie way to say goodbye in our own way.