The decorating has come to an almost dead stop, I started to peel the loose wallpaper off the wall in the living room, but haven't got the whole lot off, nor am I about to really. I'm a bit scared if I'm honest at what we'll bloody find, and more to the point how much it's going to cost to put right. So, I think it's going to be well into the New Year before we do anything else.
In other news, I've been working non-stop because we've had staff off sick. My car needs it's MOT and I'm terrified it's going to fail! I need new clothes and I need to lose weight before I am prepared to buy any, and basically that's a vicious circle. Basically, I'm a little ball of joy at the moment.
Worse still, I'm in a panic over a hen night I'm organising because we don't have a club to go to, and we're going to London where I don't know any clubs apart from the super-clubs, and basically I have a week to find one.
Tuesday, 21 October 2008
Sunday, 5 October 2008
Welcome to Paradise
It's a toss up what's been the most middle aged thing I've done this weekend.
Yesterday, we went to a PACT meeting, where I not only complained most heartily about dog fouling, I also managed to get one of my gripes set as a priority for the next month! People were asked what they would like as their 3 and before I knew what was happening, I was saying "well, people are parking too close to the junction, and there'll be an accident one of these days." THERE'LL BE AN ACCIDENT ONE OF THESE DAYS! Cue nods of agreement being made around the table. Someone else then suggested speeding in general for the third priority, and just so I gave something back for their support, I agreed that it was a splendid idea.
For those unfamiliar with the PACT meeting, once all the formalities are out of the way, they then go around the table for you to get your gripes out of the way. We were first to speak up, and I thought that after my priority they might all think that our main complaint was a bit petty. I started to talk about how we have a lamppost just outside our front door that has been used as a toilet for some time by at least three dogs. I have reached the number three because I've seen three fresh turds recently. I went on to explain that it was a minor irritance, especially as some new signs have gone up recently to explain that if you are caught letting your dog foul you face a fine and it seems this has been a red rag to a bull because there's been more poo there since it went up. I look up from my soliloquy and see them all shaking their heads and mumbling things like "terrible", "no respect these days" etc... It was BRILLIANT.
Today has been much less exciting, I've made a Sunday dinner of lamb chops, and cleaned up. All of which I did before 10am because I can't seem to sleep in anymore. I'll leave it to you to decide which of my days have been the most terrible because if I think about it too long my head might explode.
Yesterday, we went to a PACT meeting, where I not only complained most heartily about dog fouling, I also managed to get one of my gripes set as a priority for the next month! People were asked what they would like as their 3 and before I knew what was happening, I was saying "well, people are parking too close to the junction, and there'll be an accident one of these days." THERE'LL BE AN ACCIDENT ONE OF THESE DAYS! Cue nods of agreement being made around the table. Someone else then suggested speeding in general for the third priority, and just so I gave something back for their support, I agreed that it was a splendid idea.
For those unfamiliar with the PACT meeting, once all the formalities are out of the way, they then go around the table for you to get your gripes out of the way. We were first to speak up, and I thought that after my priority they might all think that our main complaint was a bit petty. I started to talk about how we have a lamppost just outside our front door that has been used as a toilet for some time by at least three dogs. I have reached the number three because I've seen three fresh turds recently. I went on to explain that it was a minor irritance, especially as some new signs have gone up recently to explain that if you are caught letting your dog foul you face a fine and it seems this has been a red rag to a bull because there's been more poo there since it went up. I look up from my soliloquy and see them all shaking their heads and mumbling things like "terrible", "no respect these days" etc... It was BRILLIANT.
Today has been much less exciting, I've made a Sunday dinner of lamb chops, and cleaned up. All of which I did before 10am because I can't seem to sleep in anymore. I'll leave it to you to decide which of my days have been the most terrible because if I think about it too long my head might explode.
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