Bridget and Co.

Finally.... it's started. And it hasn't been half as bad as I expected. Although now I realise I am a terrible terrible host. Can anyone imagine having people over, doing you one big favour of cleaning out and not offering them a drink?? Big shame on me. It just skipped my mind but I'll be having lots of apologies to do tomorrow. The Bridget bunch, my version of the Brady bunch, but this bunch is the best. Strange, I don't make friends easily, well but not this time. This is one incredible bunch, love the youngest, the elder is a doll, and the mum... well with two kids like that it's obvious the mum's another darling. Big big sigh, it's people like these which make life worthwhile, totally honest and sincere.

Now I'm scared again. It'll soon be time for the computer room, and that is a challenge for the boldest. But perhaps there will be less shoes in there, I don't know what lurks in the darkest corners of the rooms in my house. Probably loose change, and shoes as it's turning out to be. And some scared cat who's hiding, poor souls.

Love life.... hmmm I can only smile. A lot is happening, and it's not just what is the obvious. Or maybe cleaning, and the fetish of seeing what used to be clutter, now in total order gives you a high. I don't know, I'll still suck at housekeeping all my life, but I've got friends now.

Kisses to Bridget, Jessica and Yanika.... xxx