Grand stretch in the evenings...

Ah, I know it's such an auld wan thing to say but seriously - isn't there a grand stretch in the evenings all the same? Tis great to be getting home from work when it's still all nice and bright; the only downside is that I'm becoming completely obsessed with the need to Do House-y Things.

The rest of the year, I can get away with not painting/doing the garden/whatever because sure it's black dark when I get home and sure these are things that you really do need daylight to do properly. And then I'm busy busy at the weekends, so stuff gets put on one of my long fingers will just have to wait until the clocks go forward.

Of course, it's only to myself that I have to make these justifications but it totally works. Fools me every time.

Since it's that bit brighter now, these excuses just won't wash. So far since the clocks have gone forward, I've:
- done a bit of sorting of the back garden, laying roll-out turf and putting down weed-control membrane where my fabilis gravelled borders will someday be going;
- sanded the stairs [with assistance from Himself] in preparation for its paint job;
- and... er... that's about the height of it actually!

I am in Doing House-y Things mode, though [cue lots of trawling through lovely sites like Homebug and my back issues of and clippings from Livingetc], and planning all the work that I'll definitely get done get started on think about this weekend. Sadly, one of the things I won't be doing is wondering how to decorate a study as our little gaff is a just fractionally too small for that kind of mullarkey. Even so, I couldn't help but admire this snazzy curvy-shelf-turned-desk that I stumbled upon over on BLTD:


Jean e yus!