I seem to have been doing quite a lot recently but not really getting anywhere – does that happen to you? Last week was one of those times which are full of small traumas. I had to have two small fillings which wouldn’t normally bother me but our old dentist has moved on so it was a newly qualified dentist, so that was a bit of a worry but I survived.
Then I had a chap in from the electricity company to fit a new isolator switch which had to be done before another sparky could come later this week to do more work. I hate having things like that done in the house, especially when it costs you £152 for ten minutes work.
The de-cluttering is continuing and another very large piece of Victorian furniture has been found a good home, but not before the removal men managed to bump into a dresser full of china and break four pieces, AARGH!
When I realised that we were in for some very heavy winds I thought that it was about time that the huge laurel branch which was towering over the greenhouse had better be cut down before it was blown onto the aforementioned greenhouse. Jack did the cutting last weekend while I hauled on ropes hoping to stop it from collapsing onto the greenhouse or into our neighbour’s garden. Some hope! Everything happened so quickly and the tree was so heavy that I couldn’t pull it nor could I get my hands out of the nylon rope twisted round them. Anyway, the tree collapsed into next door and my hands, particularly my left one were damaged in the process, so painful – especially as my hands were very cold. Our neighbour was very good about the mess in his garden.
So apart from swollen bruised and bloody hands I also managed to mash up my engagement ring, one of those daisy flower type ones which were popular in the 1970s. The flower head is now at a very strange angle and it dug a hole in my finger and the shank is all twisted but it is still in one piece, luckily so is my hand. The swelling has gone and I’m just bruised and scabby now. I don’t know if I should have a go at straightening my ring myself.
I’ve been painting woodwork again and we’re having a new carpet fitted in the dining-room later this week, maybe I’ll be able to think about hauling out the Christmas decorations after it’s done. Everybody else seems to have their trees up already.
I did manage to write the cards and they’ve all been sent off, a minor miracle. I just can’t get in the mood for Christmas this year. How about you?
