One step forward....

...and two steps back. You'll probably notice that the tidy house pictures have yet to materialise and there's a reason for that. Had managed to make a tiny bit of progress clearing off the dining table and folding clothes in the bedroom, but rather got distracted as seems impossible to just move piles of pretty paper around without actually using them to have a bit of fun.

Today it's gone from bad to worse as we had to rip the sitting room apart this morning when the strong suspicion developed that one of the cats had invited an unwelcome visitor into our humble abode. While there's nothing like the suggestion of a rat in the house to make one want to do cleaning, now everything is stacked up in random places and there's a big metal trap (humane) taking pride of place under the woodburner. Who'd live in the countryside?

However, the breadmaker is on and hopefully the smell of fresh baked bread will awaken the latent domestic godess in me. I really hope so because time is definitely running out.