A clean home is a happy home!

The last thing I ever want to do when I get home from work is clean. But alas, the 'window fix-it man' left my flatmates and I no choice.

Now the muddy footprints, dusty sills, and total devastation of anything within arms reach of the window, I can kind of understand. BUT the dirty tea-bags in the sink? Come on now - there's a bin just to the left!

Anyway, with Henry's help we've cleaned the flat from top to bottom and it feels grrrreat!

As much as I hate to admit it (and don't tell the builders) cleaning is therapeutic. My mind feels wonderfully uncluttered, ready for a productive day tomorrow.

Have a happy Friday everyone!