"There's no time like the present."
At least that was how it felt on Saturday when I started scraping the old chalky white wash paint ff the ceiling in our bedroom. Having spent Saturday and Sunday afternoons on that task without finishing it, I now realise that I forget what a dreadful job it is dealing with our ceilings when the task is done otherwise I would never have started this again.
We have slept badly in the living room for 2 nights and MK had to fight a dusty duvet cover off the wardrobe to find some clothes this morning.
I am determined that it should be finished before her birthday on Thursday...