LeSigh ...

... my house is once again a shit sty.

Basically what happened is this: we, my girl and I, looked at eachother and said to eachother, quite swoony and romantically,'We're going to have a kid' and after some more swooning we said 'we're going to have a kid' and after that we said 'We'll never, ever, ever have fucking time to repaint the fucking walls ever again, will we? Oh, and the fucking floor is butt ugly as well!!!'

So, basically, the lower floor of our house is stripped and gutted, again, so soon after our kitchen installment.

Pretty soon, everything will be white. And white. And white.

Which I just realised is an interesting choice when housed with a permanent kid (M/F).

Hmmm ...