Good morning Mick and all who follow from a very dark Glasgow. I was wakened by the torrential rain during the night.
DH is playing golf, I wonder how long he will manage to stay dry. ?
Yesterday's DIY turned out to be a bit of a disaster, well it would, wouldn't it? ?
Who would have guessed that one chest of drawers would hold so much crap craft materials and cause so much grief.
The spare room bed was covered in stuff, our bed was covered and the landing, as DH had to break down the old chest to get it into his car for the tip.
The conversation went like this:
DH: Could you look up what time the tip closes, this will take ages.
Me : It's time slots, when would you like to go?
DH: What times are available?
Me: You will need to get a move on, the are fast disappearing.
DH: Let me think..... continues to footer.
Me : What's your car reg? You need it to book in advance
DH: My car reg? I don't know. Why on earth would be know his own car reg?
Me ? Stomps off and fishes out his car insurance
The slots are disappearing as I type. You will just need to take what you get.
I lost four time slots, as I typed and had to keep starting again!
After an hour of huffing and puffing, DH started to assemble the new chest, I thought it came ready assembled , there were NO INSTRUCTIONS NOR SCREWS!! ?
Cue one phone call to the supplier. That's for another day.?
Getting to be bed was a bit problematic, to say the least. All the stuff on our bed didn't go into the new chest, which was back in the box. I had to move it in boxes into my craft room out of the way.
Why is nothing easy?. ?
I think today will be a day of rest. I'm shattered.
Oh and it's dreaded injection day. I'm seriously telling my consultant I wish to stop. I feel awful all the time.☹️
Have the best day you can everyone. Hoping to hear from Gilly, it doesn't bode well. She usually says she is having a break and she hasn't responded to my PM.