Counting down

This week, I threw my hands up in the air and declared we were never going to move unless we made A List. 

A big list, of all the things we have left to do to the house (and garden) before we can put it on the market. All the things we have left to do, to be accurate, before 26th September, which is our (self-imposed) deadline.

We sat in a cafe and wrote down everything we could think of. We were there for a long time. 

I put everything into a spreadsheet (it may surprise you to know that I'm rather a fan of spreadsheets, as long I can use lots of colours). We allocated names to each task and allocated tasks to one of the next five weeks. Then we printed our list and put it on the kitchen wall (where it will stay until week four, when we're due to do something to make those cupboard doors less hideous). 

It's quite long. Here are a few pictures of where we are now, with five weeks to go. 

Hmm. You can see why we're not quite as calm as we might be at the minute. Most of the contents of the bathroom are in the bedroom. Half the contents of the bedroom are in the attic. Someone appears to have emptied a skip into the spare bedroom. We're in an odd mix between old and new colour schemes, so at the minute royal blue and gold door frames sit jarringly against putty grey and soft cream walls. Washing is hung up wherever it will fit, and there hasn't seem much point in hoovering for weeks now. 

Will we make it? You might think it unlikely, but we have A List, and with A List anything is possible. Watch this space...