Blame Canada

*Sigh* So we've been having the house & garden renovated for a year now, and I feel like it's finally time to vent. I came home from England at the beginning of February to find our kitchen missing. It still is. I've been living on cereal and restaurant food for the past 6 weeks. I'm not sure how many more bowls of muesli I can take!

But it's a great diet plan, especially when your fridge looks like this (for some reason, we had to have it panelled - don't ask me why):

I've also perfected the art of pushing past the dust covers that hang over the stairs. You have to be careful not to get any dust on you, while holding lots of things so you don't have to go back in 5 minutes for the rest of your stuff. You also have to be careful not to miss a step and brain yourself on the banisters (tricky when you're limping from an infected toe because you mashed it into your suitcase which you left lying around after coming back from England because you were too tired to unpack).

A few more weeks of this and I'll be qualified to join Cirque du Soleil.

So no kitchen, inconvenient stairs (which is a pain because there's dust covers for both sets of stairs, and they divide the two main parts of our house), and a guest room (right) that looks like Hezbollah's been at it with rocket launchers. Into this pristine scenario, Joe introduces the idea that we should have friends from England to stay for a week.

After I finished spitting fire, he told me I was inhospitable. So now we're not speaking.

On a positive note, our 3-year anniversary is coming up! We're planning to stay in and eat cereal.