Although bless him, the project manager on site with a problem held off on calling until gone ten, which considering he’s four hours ahead of us, must have required considerable self-restraint. And this time I was already up, courtesy of Big crashing into our room only just after 8 to say she’d tidied the end of her bed and was going down for breakfast. Oh good.
So I got up and came down, and managed to sort and tidy enough to find homes for the books that Tim brought back from his dad’s – just as well I’ve put illustrated knitting away as I think it was giving Big ideas, and I’m really not up to it. Hoping to get brush up lessons at Melrose to speed my needles, at the moment I’m a thrower rather than a flicker (if you don’t already know what that means, you probably don’t want to) and it’s oh sooo slooooowwww.
So then, there was the call, and 20 minutes of frantic activity, at the end of which we all got stood down as the guy in Australia figured it out. Which still means that me, my boss, and the dba had been rousted on a Sunday morning for no good reason, but there you. I *will* be charging overtime.
Bit more sorting and tidying and made pretty fairy fudge with Big (again) from this, Fairy Cooking (Usborne Activities)
, of course. Yesterday’s cheese scones were out of it too. I do hope the teacher at school wasn’t fibbing when she said it was the only fudge she’d ever liked as that’s why Big made it – aforementioned teacher isn’t very well and Big wants to help her feel better.
After lunch (belated, as it always seems to be on a Sunday) I tripped out to Morrisons to pay in some cheques and look for socks for Tim. Just as well they had socks, as the paying in machine was out of order. Three ppl approached it in the couple of minutes I was there, but there were no hsbc staff on hand to make soothing noises, so we all had to go away unsatisfied.
Then I came home, and went to bed. So tired again. Got up to assist Big with rolling and cutting the fudge – we now have two containers worth in the fridge. Did make me think that possibly we could do some pre-Melrose baking together though, that might be fun. Might have to find some proper cutters though! And then I’ve been scrabulousing and bloghopping – reading more about the US voting thingy (can’t call it a system, it seems far from systematic) and ended up on Wil Wheaton’s blog. Less than heartened to discover even Americans don’t seem to understand their bizarre build up, and it seems even less democratic that ours (so embarrassing that our countries that go around promoting democracy don’t actually seem to believe in it themselves. Oh, and on the aforementioned blog I found mention of a book that really interested me but it doesn’t seem to be available on Amazon com or co.uk. Don’t suppose anyone has already read it?
Oh well. Must go off and forage – haven’t done desperately well on the eating vegetables this weekend, so will attempt to remedy tonight. It’s going to be a long and hectic week, Tim engages in paid employment tomorrow, so we’re doing yet more juggling of the whole living process. One day we might sort it out, but I really wouldn’t recommend holding your breath.
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