The weather was amazing this weekend, so I spent it outside, in the garden, hacking down the last of the bush I started cleaning up in January. The last time I was in the garden was January. The day after an amazing day, it all went to shit when my house flooded.
I spent most of this weekend in the garden, enjoying the hell out of it. It’s not often you get 4 days in a row of spring weather in Feb! 1 day later: e-mail from the supplier saying the floors they said they had, are no longer in stock. Of course, the only available stock is more expensive and blows the budget. Unless I’d like to wait 2 months for more stock to come in. I’m starting to think my garden may be cursed or located on a burial ground belonging to an angry dead guy.
FML…. I’m on vacation this week, so spent the morning looking for new flooring, bollox to the budget, God bless Master card and there’s now a beef shank braising in the oven. Bottle of wine chilling and in about an hour, I’m going to have a bowl of the most sublime beef shank braised in tarragon and marsala wine, with garlic roasted potatoes. My kitchen may be stripped to the concrete but I’m damn well going to eat something delicious.
So instead of reconstruction starting next week, it’s now starting in 3 weeks and between now and then, there is a fully stocked wine rack with my name on it. It’s supposedly snowing this weekend, which means I won’t be digging up the angry dead guy in my garden so we can assume life will go on uninterrupted until spring.
Time to binge-watch cooking programs on Netflix. Once my kitchen is fixed, I’ll put up some nommy Scottish recipes for you to test, should the urge grab you.
After dinner, work will continue on the 18,000 piece puzzle. Maybe it will be done by Christmas.
Three weeks until reconstruction ???? I despair with you ! Well, enjoy the wine and dream of Spring flowers…..
Aye…. by the time they start reconstruction it will have been almost 2 months of concrete dust and mayhem. Never realised how much I time I spent in my kitchen until now!