Projects unfolding....

Scene: Sandra's workroom, which is still full of all the stuff from the rest of the house which had to be evacuated to host family over Christmas.  She is bent over her laptop, illuminated in the glow.  A small furry presence gradually materialises at her side.....

Me: *startled* Oh, hello SD.  Am I glad to see you.

SD: Oh murmm... whott hav yue dunn now? 

Me: *bristling* ME?!?  I haven't done anything!

SD: *patiently* Yue kno fule wel thatt ai amm onlie kolled when yure in trubble.  So hear ai amm.

Me: *puzzled* In trouble?  I'm always delighted to see you in your ethereal form but I am absolutely not in trouble.

SD: 

Me:

SD: *carefully* Okai... letts sai fore the saik of argewment thatt yore knot.   Whott ar yue doen?

Me: *distractedly* I'm doing lists.  To Do lists.  For stuff I have to do.  I'm planning a few projects and need to sort out a timescale.

SD: *encouragingly* Wel thatts gude.  Plannen, lissts.  Yue havent ' ovurkommitid' hav yue?

Me: *testily* Over committed?  Perish the thought. No, it's all under control. I'm just trying to dovetail it all as some bits are TOP SECRET.

SD: *conspiratorially* Topp Seekrit? (she winks with both eyes)

Me: *concerned* Are you OK SD.  Is there something wrong with your eyes?

SD: *dismissively* Aim fyne.  So whotts the seekrit? 

Me:*sighing* If I told you it wouldn't be a secret would it?

SD:*encouragingly* Mummm.... yue kan trusst me.  Aim non-korpawreal and kant breeth a wurd to a sole.

Me:*hesitantly* Ok then.  The secret is that I'm planning a complete makeover in M's bedroom but I only have a window of 10 days from the 28th January to get it all done, so I'm doing as much pre-planning as I can so that I can take a run at it.  Her room is very small but I have some quite ambitious plans so I need to order everything I'll need in the next week or so.  I've made a scale plan of the room so I can play around and see how things are going to fit.

SD:*nodding* Thatts gude.  Whotts yure theem?

Me:*thinking aloud* Well, I did her room here when she was just a baby... so it was Beatrix Potter themed.  But she's nearly 10 and it's all a bit too young for her now, so I'm aiming for a mashup of enchanted forest and Narnia.  A bit older but still magical.

SD:* impressed* sownds wundirfool.... aim shure sheel luv itt.  

Me: *uncertainly* I do hope so.  Although it's a small room I have a lot to do and I can only work in short bursts.  I just need to make sure that I get the planning done this week so I can order all the stuff I need.  

SD: *soothingly* Itt wil orl bee fyne.  Ai hav grate konfidens in yue... yore projeckts olwais turn owt amaizen. 

Me:*relieved* Thanks SD.... I was just having a bit of a wobble, but yes, I'm sure it will. 

SD: *stretching and yawning* Ecksillent.  Aill popp in agen jusst to sea how yure doen.

She gradually fades away, and Sandra returns to her laptop, her resolve renewed. 

... To Be Continued.....