Wintry Wednesday

Another cold, grey day. My school day is over at lunchtime. My house day begins. No-one is on site but I go in anyway. It smells good in there. Cold but dry. Hallelujah, I've lived in cold damp houses all my life. I know the difference and it smells good. 

I have a few errands. The first, sorting out down lights which are black in the middle. I don't like down lights anyway and these are not going to look good in a white ceiling. I see Allan, the owner of Lighthouse, and he talks me into reconsidering the big chandelier. The best option is to get it on site to see whether it will be too big for the space. Finlay, who was laid off during Covid, is coming back two days a week and will bring it out on Friday. I ask for the other two chandeliers to be brought out as well. I need to see how they will work with the ceiling roses. I catch a glimpse of the Bollicine chandelier in the show room. It's got it's own ceiling rose in chrome. 

Next, Noel Leeming and washing machines. I meet a guy who is sold on Fisher and Paykel and gives me good reasons to buy one, including current deals, so I get out my credit card. White ware ticked off. Last errand, kitchen bench top. I take in the engineered stone sample I took when I went in about the kitchen island and after two weeks looking at it, I need to see other options. They get out a slab of the sample and I'm less sure. It doesn't have enough character so I take away a sample of one that does.

Final jobs, dinner and Kahu's seminar. Chris's mum comes for dinner and listens in on Kahu's case that the American Dream is unattainable for all but a few. But wait, that's how it started in John Truslow's well known sermon on the hill.