And it has turned out to be a FUBAR day.
It didn’t start off too well as I had a bad night with Maggie, though she seems OK now.
She’d been sick yesterday and I guess it was too hot for her last night but when I let her out at 4 am, she didn’t want to do anything. Once she settled down under the fan, she seemed to relax and was asleep in about fifteen minutes.
Photo taken a couple of weeks ago
I catnapped for the rest of the night, falling into a deep sleep around 7 and Hubby left the pair of us to snore in tandem.
We decided yesterday that we would get some more of her chicken dinner and kick the beef into touch (unless we can find someone whose dog likes it) but were later going into town than we would have liked because I’d slept in.
We’d hoped to fuel up on the way but the petrol station forecourt was overflowing, so we didn’t bother and went elsewhere where it was the same price.
I got what I wanted, it being on special offer now at £5.50 a bag (sigh) and then Hubby wanted to go to the DIY shop to price tongue and groove cladding.
Surprise surprise, they don’t do it anymore, but it is available ‘on-line.’
Coming home, traffic was again horrendous and we nearly got wiped out by grockles coming at us from all directions. It didn’t help that they were parked on the back road restricting traffic flow as it is just passable with two abreast, and heading for the beach.
In our road, cars have parked on the pavements both sides blocking the way for our residents on mobility scooters or anyone with a pushchair, and I have seen five elderly people having to go out in the road to get by.
There is nothing to stop anyone parking here, but their inconsideration and selfishness is off the charts. I could spit all over their paintwork.
We’ve had our chili and settled down with our laptops for a relaxing afternoon.
I checked our emails, and our phone bill is in, which is way over budget, so we wanted to download our itemised bill. Due to a misunderstanding between us and both being logged into the email at the same time, we have crashed the account and had to phone up the company to have everything reset. This can take anything up to FOUR HOURS.
Hubby is not pleased and I could cry (not that it would do any good, so I won’t).
The chances are the majority of the extra cost is down to being on hold for fifteen minutes minimum at a time for the doctor’s surgery, so that’s at least an extra hour of phone time.
Luckily, the internet is still up so hopefully I’ll be able to do my afternoon blogging.
There is tension in the house (which will pass), I’m hot, bothered and angry, there’s little airflow despite all the windows and our door being open, plus we have the free standing fan going in the lounge. Maggie is fast asleep under the window where it’s relatively cool and the breeze is just reaching her, so she’s not in a draught.