A week ago I found myself casting around for something to do – everything seemed to be nicely in hand, there was nothing much on the to-do list, and I was starting to go stir crazy. I then realised that this was a good thing, and that actually what was needed to be content, and just enjoy things for a while.
But then things started to fall apart – there’s a task to
get the painting of the bathroom finished off, which involved patching a small crack
in the ceiling. In preparation for doing that, I noticed that the door to our utility
room needed another adjustment. But when I tried to do that, I found we’d
reached the end of the road on making adjustments – it needs a proper fix.
Then, Funsize ripped it off the wall yesterday. We’re also looking at replacing
our washing machine, which will require that the wall connection be changed (at
the moment it’s wired directly into the wall; that wants changed to a proper plug-and-socket).
And now LC’s car is acting up again.
So that’s that. It was nice… well, it was okay while it
lasted. But now it’s time to get back to work.
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