I’ve been fighting a megrim on and off for a couple of days and last night as soon as I got into the cleaning of the bathroom mode, it threatened to come back again big time. So I cleaned the upstairs bathroom a tiny bit, cleaned out the kitchen drawers a little bit, got a bunch of stuff into the big recycling bin called ‘the alley’ – where I imagine everything will be gone by morning – and walked around the house with Paul, contemplating the 20% that’s left – which will expand like an accordion file dropped on the floor to 80% in no time. We made a partial list and then I grabbed two more little lots of stuff to go to my place, including hangers, thankgoodness, and declared peace. I’m going to be at the Augur Inn for the whole bloody weekend, and neither Paul nor I are unpacked, so we declared ourselves done for the evening, not doing anything Thursday, and I’m thinking of actually bunking at the Augur Inn this weekend so I don’t get all cheesed off about the commute.
Paul gave me a ride home, and I’ll be unpacking tonight and thinking about what to do next at the old place.
Work has improved marvellously, but I’d best get out the door. That half hour before the phone starts ringing is pure gold.
My offer to help with whatever still stands. Of course, I’ll be out of town from the 20-27th. I hate it when friends decide to get married in Maui…
oh, the humanity!
Offer very kind, very kind, sir. Why would you offer in addition to assisting, to stand (to quote Dunnett) knee deep in the undeviating stream of my complaints? 😉
I will get together a list of what needs doing and if any of it’s left after you get back you can take a swack at it. I’m taking tonight off, I’m just not getting enough sleep.