Well, I was doing alright until a few minutes ago. I live on my own, but am pretty self sufficient and content. Have solved today's Wordle, played Solitaire online and was gearing myself up to put up a few Christmas decorations .
Meanwhile, the CH has stayed on longer than it should and I think the batteries in my horrid digital programmable thermostat thingy need changing. I think I know how to do it but can't quite open the aperture and am frightened to use brute force in case I break it. Actually with arthritic hands my force probably just is'nt brutal enough.
And so I retired to the smallest room for obvious reasons, and to meditate about how to solve the thermostat problem, and I unwittingly did something drastic to my very newly installed soft closing toilet seat, so it' s no longer attached to the loo!
I took the advice of my plumber re which model to have, and rather like the thermostat I now cannot fathom out what has happened. I did shrink back a bit when he'd installed the seat and then handed me an Allen key and one of those things that you use to get air out of radiators, telling me what to do if the fitting got loose, but didn't understand a word of what he was saying, Just hoped it wouldn't happen!
This is the frustrating part of living on one's' own. I'm reasonably intelligent about most things but have an innate inability to translate instructions on paper in 2D into a 3D object.