Modest progress

After a fair bit of to-ing and fro-ing, we have a nice new carpet in the hall and up the stairs.  It goes very well with Jonathan's excellent painting - pale blue-grey walls, and fresh white in the woodwork and ceilings.  The place is beginning to feel like ours at last, and we do not in the least miss the grubby magnolia walls and cream stair carpet, and still less the amateurishly fitted laminate and beading in the hall.  The bathroom is still seriously wanting - all very beige, and again a do-it-yourself job of less than convincing quality.  But it all does what it's supposed to, so we'll maybe tolerate it for the time being.  The bedroom is a slightly easier target, so we'll maybe tackle it later in the year.  It's the last refuge of the previous administration's miserable magnolia, and we've tolerated it because the lights are out most of the time we're in there.  As for the kitchen, the bullet will want biting one of these years, but it's looking better for a visit from our oven-fettler today, and the interim measures of a couple of years ago will see us through for a bit longer. 

Long day at the hobby yesterday, so with that and vast amounts of laundry today, I think I'm ripe for an early night.  We're both aching for spring and warmer weather, but it's a comfort that there's still a bit of daylight at 17:30.  Once the days are longer, of course, we'll be out in the garden a bit more, and less bothered by the residual shabbiness indoors.