… buying a clock is the highlight of the week.
For what seems like an age, the only clock in our living room has been the spare bed side alarm clock, which sat at one end of the TV, and for most of the day was unreadable because of the reflection of the window. So last week we did what we typically do in these situations (well what we typically do, is nothing for huge spans of time), and went in the complete opposite direction and got the biggest clock we could find.
So now we have the big ikea clock that you usually only see in school halls or caf?s, on the wall directly above the TV. and for at least 3 days we just sat grinning, because we could see what time it was. Either not knowing the time is a huge lifestyle problem or we just need to get out more… no comments please!
Why putting boarding down in the loft so that we have somewhere to store all the stuff that we’ve moved out of the way for Henry.
To be fair, a lot of the stuff has just been cluttering up the house for a while now, but there is nothing like another person in your house to actually make you realize just how much clutter there is. So despite being offered the opportunity to go back to bed, I’ve opted for the trip to B&Q and sort the loft out option, which I’m sure I will pay for later. For now It’s caffeine in my veins that’s keeping me going.
I’m not 100% convinced I’ve actually achieved much, there are around 18 extra things in the loft that weren’t there this morning and most of them have come from the study, but the study doesn’t look much emptier! Maybe once the clutter in the way takes up the spaces filled by the clutter now in the loft it will all look nice.
The good news is that my washing machine works. The bad news is that the washing machine repair man’s contribution was to demonstrate HOW the washing machine works, gently point out that reading the manual might have been a plus, and add for good measure that if you overload it, the tumble dryer will never manage to get the clothes dry.
And, with the benefit of his insight, it does now seem to work fine. Still, he considered me too stupid to charge the full call-out rate, and only took twenty quid off me. It was a pity gesture, but I accepted it.
I’d like to point out that I have two degrees. Honestly, I’m a clever person. I am.
Kevin is laughing at me quite a lot.
OK, I’m going to have to work hard to keep this positive, but I’ve gone a bit bonkers today. Maybe it’s the combined effect of decorating, having the windows done, having a new carpet laid, rearranging the office, and having two calls to Microsoft Support all causing me grief, or maybe it’s because I had my hair cut last week.
Having my hair cut does occasionally send me loop-the-loop, and I can often be seen stroking my very short hair repeatedly while rocking slowly forwards and backwards. This time however it’s more likely all the things going on at once, the week before Christmas.
No one really to blame but ourselves, but it’s lots of work on the house and stupid calls to Microsoft at work, meaning that my days have been very long over the last few weeks, still staying positive, the windows are now finished1, the room is decorated2, and at least one of my support calls to Microsoft looks like it has a solution3, so it should all be plain sailing from her until the new year!
1, Ventrolla have done their stuff, all windows now open, close and are draft free, they just need painting.
2, the room is decorated, it has no furniture, or curtain rails.
3, Microsoft have ‘admitted’ the problem and are going to fix it (sometime next month)