Is this a good day or a bad day?
Husband woke naturally and in comfortable time to catch train.
Daughter bounced into the room, fully dressed, at 7.15.
Son has to be woken at 8.30.
In the three hours of my daughter's dance lesson, my son and I managed a trip to the tile shop to pick up the mosaics and to IKEA (a 40 minute drive each way) for furniture.
The mosaics hadn't come in. 'Friday,' she says. Builder (and tiler) not impressed.
The bedroom furniture was in, and kitchen worksurface so large that son had to hold it in place in the car for the entire journey home (or risk decapitation!) It helps being female and on your own - better still, with a child in tow: there is always some man available to lift the heavy boxes and pack the car properly for you.
The urgent shower tray delivery, that the builder wants yesterday, isn't in. Or, at least, they haven't rung. Further investigation reveals it is in but the man in charge was off yesterday. I collect it before collecting my daughter from dance: I am late for her.
The road is blocked off. Turns out it is for a delivery to my house.
My daughter's friend accidentally breaks something I brought back from Zambia.
Daughter, son and their two friends play very happily together all afternoon: no tears, no grief, no arguments ... and only a modicum of TV/computer/DS time.
Bathstore claim they've delivered all our sanitary ware two weeks ago 'and the computer can't be wrong'.
Bathstore ring back later to say they've located the error...
Man comes to fix washing machine. He runs a rinse cycle and can find nothing wrong.
After he's gone I run a cottons wash and water again leaks onto the tea-towel on the floor.
Lovely lady from electricity company rings and apologises for refunding us money in April then demanding £500 from us in June. She agrees to either of my proposed repayment plans: my choice!
Bake choc chip muffins and chocolate courgette cake.
Forget to cook dinner.
Husband gets home early. Or, at least, in time to see the children before bed.
He has to work on a presentation for tomorrow.
Whilst writing this I run the bath in plenty of time for my daughter (the combi boiler and bath size combine to require a good 5-10 minutes to get a half-decent layer of water) ... only to discover that I forgot to close the plug.
Only one G&T.
So tell me: good day, or bad day?!
1 comment:
A good day - I always try to look on the bright side.
Building stuff always a nightmare, so expect such and you don't get so stressed. I've just tried to take bathroom door handles off to paint doors and found that I need a tiny little allen key which the joiner must have thrown away when he finished attaching said handles. Heigh ho!
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