Sewing machine has been located. Exactly where I thought it should be, in a place I had looked multiple times. It was in a bag and I thought it was something else but didn't open to check.
I checked and it turns out I don't have any. Maybe I could make myself some, if I only I had a sewing machine...
Maybe making himself a guard uniform.
I have somehow managed to lose a sewing machine. I know it is here somewhere, but I'm a bit perplexed about where given I brought it up seperately and put it in the sewing room myself.
No, it's a built in and the framing for the doors reduces the size of the opening slightly. Plus they have gone for the cheapest possible wardrobe insert, which is a single shelf with hanging rail below it, and it has a divider panel in the middle to provide support to the shelf which also reduces the options for what you can put in there.
I've made some progress on sorting my sewing room. Unfortunately the shelves I was hoping to use inside the cupboard won't work - the shelves are the right size, but once assembled I won't have room to manoeuvre them in. I have a couple more shelves to assemble and can then start putting more things away.
I'm behind where I would like to be, but I think I can get all the boxes cleared from the lounge room and tidy up the worst of the empty box collection before the rental inspection tomorrow. It is nice having the lounge room more clear and open again, but I need to move all the furniture now that I'm not having to accomodate a wall of boxes.
The weather has cleared up and I have one load of washing on the line and some sheets finishing up to go out shortly. Fingers crossed the predicted clear patch between now and tomorrow afternoon eventuates and I am able to get everything dry. A few of the most critical items are undercover on the airer just in case.
The smoke detectors have just been tested and Mr Woof was not happy about the invasion. He was also confused about whether he should bark at the stranger or run and hide when the beeping started.
Miss Meow disappeared entirely and I expected to not see her for a while, but she rallied much quicker than expected and is now out of hiding and on my lap (it appears under the couch was the hiding spot of choice today).
The Marley Spoon box is here. Mr Woof tried to make a break for freedom while I was bringing it inside, but I grabbed him just in time. I am starting to acquire an excessive amount of garlic, every box comes with a full head but only uses a couple of cloves. This is a very good problem to have. The Dinnerly box next week will be the last of my free boxes and I will have to go back to normal meal planning and paying for my own food.
I mis-timed the dog walk badly and we both ended up quite soggy. Mr Woof got the wet dog zoomies, hurtling up and down the hallway using Miss Meow as a hurdle.
Edit: Actually, the timing could have been worse. It's absolutely bucketing down now.
I have a rental inspection this morning, which means I can't slob around in my pyjamas all day. I should probably find somewhere else for those random things I threw in the bath tub yesterday to give me more room to sort things. Mr Woof is going to be very upset, two visitors in the same week, that's like a full on invasion of our territory!