No, not him. Not me either (unfortunately), but the shed is in the middle of being painted. A brand new colour. So flippin' exciting. R phoned whilst I was at work today, told me he was looking at paint for the shed and asked what colours I'd like. If you look here (I'm sure you can't wait) it is the 'seagrass' colour that I chose. Now it's on (half) the shed, it is slightly paler, which is a good thing, as it isn't exactly the colour I was after, but pretty damn near.
Tomorrow, I have to meet S off the bus and race her straight to the dentist. Needless to say, she isn't thrilled. Friday, Grumps is having his booster. It should have been a month ago, but he was ill then and we were told to leave it until he was better. I hate taking him to the vet, but unfortunately R will be working.
On Saturday, my friend Andrea is popping over (from the UK) for the day. Rach, younger sis, is collecting her from the airport at the crack of dawn (well, 8am) and they're coming to my place for lunch. So excited, I can't wait. Though how we'll cope with all three of us talking at once until Andrea flies home later in the afternoon, I don't know.
I'm still editing, but, hey, what's new about that. I envisage a 101 year old, sitting at the laptop, and muttering, "I'll just edit this one more time, then send it off."