Springy sprungy?

Now, I may be tempting fate a little here but when I arrived at work today I could smell spring. You know, that kind of fresh air smell. Like wet grass. It wasn't cold either which made a refreshing change especially as my car currently only has two heat settings, NONE or HOT. You can tell it's half term too. We're really scratching about for stories. I've been on my own all week which I've enjoyed because I've worked at my pace and not had to worry if others are doing stuff and not messing about on the internet. I am a firm believer that Facebook is a ruiner of work.

We're going into the March from hell, so, in many respects it's a little of the calm before the storm. We've somehow managed to all still have loads of holiday left and now all need to take it as soon as possible. I wouldn't mind so much were it not for the fact that we have the same problem every year. I think this is the trouble with holiday entitlement running April to April. There's an argument for running it December to December. No one really wants to take a break in January or February.

Can I have a moment of your time?

Well, yes. Mainly because I know what it's like to try and ask members of the public for information or for their opinion. There are however one or two exceptions. The main one of these called at our door this evening. We were in the middle of cooking dinner, in fact at the stage where it was time to dish up when the doorbell rang. At the door was none other than a man trying to get me to sign up for his charity. Now, I realise that this may sound terrible, but I really object to my home life being intruded on in this way, and the accompanying guilt trip. If I want to donate to charity I will seek that charity out and give them my cash.

We also seem to have a massive amount of takeaway leaflets of late. Most of these for Kebab houses. Food we most certainly don't eat what with one of us being a vegetarian.

In deck stand news, it's pretty much finished. We need to get a backing board to make it a bit more sturdy and it really needs painting as MDF isn't the most attractive of materials. I'm refusing to do it though until we sort the living room out. This has to happen soon before it sends me mad.

And so.....

It's here, and is in a half assembled state in the living room. It is this way for two reasons. The first, that they (him and our mate) started putting it up about 10:30pm last night and had to stop before the neighbours really start to hate us. The second, because it's not quite flush in parts. Basically, it's not the most well made item in the world. Oh, and after all the fuss it's also not here. There is a sliding shelf part missing and the runners to which this should be attached are broken. Tomorrow starts the massive task of trying to claim those pieces.

In another stroke of genius, the parcel company came round again to deliver the item for a second time, even though we already had it. Turns out the driver didn't look in the back of his truck before turning up and didn't even check to see if he had our item. All this would have been fine had it not been for the fact that I had to go this evening to claim our non-existent parcel because no one thought to tell me it was all some moron's fault for not checking before he left the depot. To add to my woes I couldn't get out of their elaborate one way system in the dark to leave the bloody car park and had to drive round it twice before some kindly trucker pointed it out to me. All this made me half an hour late home and a bit more grumpy than usual.

Ebay

Forgive me blogger for I have sinned, it's been a while since my last update.

This is partially down to the fact that I've had not very much to say at all and I figured it was better to say nothing than talk rubbish. And because nothing at all has happened to me, at all.

However, today I do have something to say. I bought a deck stand on Ebay from a bone fide shop on the 14th of January. It said delivery 10 days. It finally arrived today after numerous phone calls but is still at the depot because no one was in. He has gone to fetch it so I'm using this time to use the Internet. Now, the thing about this whole order is, we should have done a bit more digging about the shop before we bought it. Turns out they are a bit notorious for not delivering on time and many have reported bits missing and things not quite being what they say. I suppose we shall see when he gets back.

I'm left wondering what sort of feedback to leave now that you can't leave bad stuff anymore, because even if it's the best thing ever it's still been a bloody long time in coming!

Grrr!

I'm feeling angry today, mainly at myself, but also at the driver of a ridiculous 4 by 4 on the motorway who was tailgating me and flashing me, even though I was travelling at 70 in the outside lane with cars in front of me and in the lane next to me.

I'm also cross with my CD decks. I'm bored of not being able to work them properly. This evening I have spent some time trying to get some lovely tunes to mix together using them. The problem is I just can't work them. I've tried and I fail every time. Other people can work them and in the words of my friend, "there's nowt wrong with them".

Maybe it's that I'm crap at mixing, which completely makes sense as I simply don't devote enough time to it. Nor have I ever been good at anything ever. I am fairly middling at everything but have never been hugely talented.

I'm also feeling a little unsettled, this economic climate isn't making me feel massively secure in my job, especially given what is going on elsewhere in the industry. To add to this, there are no jobs being advertised anywhere and even if there were I would probably be more expensive to hire than half the applicants out there.

Basically, I'm in a bigger grump than normal.

Why Aye Pet Man Like

I have just spent a lovely weekend in Newcastle for my friend's 30th. It wasn't snowing as such, there were a few flakes and it was bitingly cold. Of course that did not stop the Geordies being out in force without coats and in some cases many clothes.

What I like about Newcastle is that it isn't like other cities, there is no shame and even the larger lady lets it all hang out with pride. I applaud this actually, they don't care what people think and that is exactly how it should be.