Cleaning toilets

It has been a changeover day, which translates into a day of domestic duties. Ironing, cleaning and changing beds - getting both suites ready for their next guests and cleaned and prepped for the man from the Mairie tomorrow.

It seems strange to think that all that education and the exam stress of years ago and twenty five years working as a professional Finance Director and a Commercial Director and here I am cleaning five toilets in a day, on my hands and knees cleaning bathroom floors, polishing furniture, re-attaching shower curtains that have come loose, ironing sheets and towels, and vacuuming everything in sight. Life certainly takes some unexpected turns.

Whilst I did mind doing those tasks in London. after working all hours and then having to spend my so called free time doing chores, I don't mind so much now, doing them here, because I am doing them for the good of our new life, our business, our future. Whether I will feel the same in a years time is another point altogether - we'll see whether it has become a chore again - let's hope not.

Domesticity apart, it has been a pretty quiet day here. I even managed to get a lie in this morning - not having to make breakfast for anyone but myself. I will make the most of it - from Thursday morning onwards I will be making breakfast for someone for 10 days in a row - because we have someone staying in one of the suites every night for the next week and a half - which is just brilliant, of course.

I really am not complaining at all.