Further financial faux pas and even more disasterous decisions

Dex

Happy New Thread Moo! :T

Like the others I thought I'd lost you, glad your still here, my day wouldn't be the same without you

moo2moo

Thanks Dex.

Yesterday ended up being one of those days. Pootled about with Henry (the hoover) we're on first name terms as I see more of him than I do the OH most days. Killed time till al the parents had departed (I work so much better without an audience) then settled in to put roofing felt over my new plyboard patch to transform it into a non-slip surface. What should have been a very quick easy job was rather flawed. Firstly not being in possession of a squeege I opted to spread the adhesive with a paint brush. An adhesive which made treacle look runny and watery. This stuff was more like rubber and merely getting it out of the can was a bit of a nightmare. Still I had less than a square meter to do and an hour between it starting and setting. Needless to say that by the time I reached the far end the first bit had dried and needed reapplying. Eventually got it all slapped on. Placed my felt over it, rollered it down with an improvised roller. Neatly botched the edges under the step with several dozen more nails than really nescessary and then remebered I'd forgotten to slap on the latex gloves that I'd bunged in my pocket.

Half an hour later I abandoned all attempts at getting the tacky tar like black stuff off my hands and put the gloves on over them to stop the tar spreading to everything I touched. Pottered about with the greenhouse which is now precariously balanced on a stack of bricks. Apparently we're borrowing a cement mixer from the builders today (there goes my QFO its Friday plan) to stick the bricks in properly.

Meanwhile the glorifed shed that is a childrens playhouse was delivered by the ultimate jobsworth. "I only do kerbside delivery love, where me van stops is where I leave it" who attempted to block the staff carpark by abandoning said playhouse on pavement at entrance. Super secretary persuaded him to drive through the playground and abandon it in a vaguely more practical location. Unfortuanately it took so long to persuade him of this that mid way across the playground the doors opened and a deluge of several hundred small children pured onto the playground swarming round the van like a plague of locusts. Driver kept going on his merry way much to the horror of the teachers on playground duty. Finally got rid of the lunatic. Apparently we're popping the flat pack shed together this morning too.

Have a pile of clean laundry with a mind of its own to tackle. Its reached the point where it doesn't get any higher but the pile behind the chair thats toppled backwards off the top gets bigger with each passing day. Will need to tackle that as DD1 has run out of white socks and clean PE t-shirts. Having PE four days a week is simply not funny. Will also be loading the dishwasher and washing up lots in the hopes that immersing my hands in hot water achieves what several scourings with swarfega couldn't otherwise I'm going to have black hands for at least a week whilst this stuff wears off. On a more positive note should I commit a major crime my fingerprints would not be identifiable. Shame I don't have any criminal masterminds with plans for bank heists amongst my aquaintances.

Intergalactic_Floozie

I love reading your daily tales!

honeybear_2

moo2moo wrote: »

Shame I don't have any criminal masterminds with plans for bank heists amongst my aquaintances.

That you know of... *insert evil chuckle here* :cool: :rotfl:

Hope your paws are returning to normal & that you've managed to wrestle the laundry into submission

moo2moo

My plans for a leisurely lie in didn't come to fruition thanks to an excited seven year old who decided that it would be fun to launch herself on my chest clutching all sorts of handmade goodies yelling Happy Mothers Day. Not sure if she was more cheesed off at being told that mothers day was not until tomorrow or whether it was being firmly frog marched back to her own bed and being told that it was still the middle of the night. Five entire minutes of peace passed by and OHs alarm went off heralding the second coming of the child who launched herself into bed singing good morning, good morning, its time to liven up your day, good morning, good morning to you. Damn., It works so well on DD1 too. My singing is appauling and she gets up to shut me up. Unfortuantely DD2 is blessed with lungs like foghorns and I was wide awake. Meh I don't do 5am well.

Still I have had a very productive start to my day. I had several dozen failed attempts at returning to the land of nod, most of them rudely interupted with requests to take the lid off this or read that particular word. Gave up in the end. Consumed vast uantities of cafiene and am now capable of coherant thoughts. Just. Washing machine is now on its second load of the day, the first is already on the line and DD2 is reaquainted with her DS after a ten day ban for bad behaviour. A more cynical person would think that this was perhaps the real reason for the early morning wake up calls.

Manged to get all the laundry allocated to their correct owners and the ironing done. The fairies magically transported them upstairs and dumped the piles in various doorways. Will be having words about that later. Lazy little oiks. All the ironings done. Cleaned both loos (but not the bathrooms although they are in dire need of a blitz), vacuumed every bit of carpet we own, incidently thats not as difficult as it sounds as we have very little carpet. Topped off my day with a lot of washing up and then went to work where I spent a happy half hour chatting to the council workers widening the pavement and generally causing chaos. Think I've persuaded them to dump their surplus cement in my greenhouse hole on monday. Have also persuaded one of the dads to assist me with the construction of the playhouse first thing Monday assuming no one steals it or sets fire to it over the weekend. OH is off dahn sarf on a training course on Monday which will make this the most manic of manic days. Hopefully I'll get a couple of hours peace in the evening once the DDs have gone to bed and before he comes home to bumble about and catch up on a few things.

In bargantastic news have swapped a dozen eggs for a fab handmade birthday card for gramps, saving me the hassle of finding an appropriate one. Just have to remember to post it on Monday.

Plans for today extend as far as riding lessons and a mega shop as we're on our last loo roll. The house has finally reached crisis point.

Mags_cat

moo2moo wrote: »

and a mega shop as we're on our last loo roll. The house has finally reached crisis point.

I know that feeling.

There's only one of me, but I buy my loo rolls in bulk at Costco and have a wibbly moment when I'm down to my last few four packs. (Mind you, they sit down the side of the hot water boiler and provide muchos extra free insulation......)

::what is wrong with me? I don't suffer from any medical complaint neccessitating the purchase of 48 loo rolls at a time!:: :rotfl:

moo2moo

Escaped from the evil clutches of Mr T a whopping £89.52p lighter. Only deviated slightly from my list of necessary items purchasing 6kg of pasta for a fiver, 1.6kg of extra mature cheese for £7.36 and some v. cute plasters with monkeys on. To be fair the plasters were on the list, the monkey pictures weren't. Found pajama pants to fit girls up to age 15 so that DD1 can go on her school trip without worrying about wet beds which are getting more and more frequent again. Persuaded the DDs to scan all the barcodes keeping them out of my way whilst I put everything away mking it much quicker to do than normal

Must be more strict with myself though as a quick perusal of the cupboards revealed we already had 10kg of pasta and 2kg of cheese. At least I didn't succumb to the clothes washing aisle as we already have enough for at least the next six months.

Have consumed three mugs of coffee and written two DooYoos so far this morning. Need to upload barcodes and recipets to Shop and Scan which should give me enough points to claim my next voucher. Need to hang out the remainder of yesterdays washing and do a quick tidy up of the housewhilst the DDs are comatose in front of the telly. Hopefully after that I can squeeze in a couple of hours of weed eradication in the garden. Vaguely tempted with a greenhouse in that it would be chicken proof would be far easier to wing clip the escapees and reattach the gate to chicken land though. Although theres a lot less weeding to do when they're wandering round the garden.

Stayed up far too late last night watching the hugely overhyped Avatar. Great graphics, shame about the plot. Gave me something to waffle about on DooYoo though.

Helen105

Happy Mother's Day!

DD said that Avatar was basically the plot of Pocahuntas with great special effects.

moo2moo

Mmm. The DDs appear to have forgotten its Mothers Day, perhaps yesterday was just too exciting for them to repeat. Still at least they're too engrossed in the mindless drivel on TV to turf me off the PC.

moo2moo

OHs boss has agreed to him having three consecutive weeks off during the school summer holidays. Gobsmacked is an understatement. Have decided we're going to go camping on Shell Island. Sadly not the one off the cost of Florida but the equally remote but considerably less sunny North Wales version. It ticks every box. It has unlimited fishing to keep OH happy, tons of beaches suitable for making sandcastles, lots and lots of walking and dogs are welcome. Better still no other tent shall be pitched within 20 metres of us so we won't be able to hear the neighbours fart at 2am. Heaven.

The camp site stretches to 300 acres so we simply need to turn up as and when we feel like. Its cut off from the mainland by a tidal causeway and the lack of electricity means no Nintendo DS charging facilities or mobile phones or anything. Best of all they have free showers and flushing loos and a weeks stay will cost £100 which is considerably less than camping normally costs plus the lack of anything on the island means we won't have to fork out £50 a day in entertainment charges to visit museums and wot not. A week with no fridge may well be a different matter though if OH fails to catch any fish. Its fairly safe to assume the likelihood of OH catching sufficent fish to feed four is on a par with my chances of winning tonights National Lottery without a ticket. Will be packing thermal undies rather than a bikini me thinks which is just as well as I part ex-d my Christmas bikini against DD2s new bike. August is a very long way away but it does give us all something to look forward to.

Meanwhile the ceremonial presetnation of the handmade mothers Day gifts was completed with much giggling as DD2 presented me with a paper flower covered tiara and a bouquet of toilet paper flowers. DD1 had made a brooch of a pink and purple striped dolphin but likes it too much to part with it so shes going to look after it for me.

Best of all a friend called in on her way past and deposited her husband in the kitchen to babysit and warm up with a cuppa whilst we went for a quick jaunt around the lanes on the step of her pony drawn carriage. Its a fab way to spend an afternoon.

Seem to have spent a ridiculous amount of time surfing. Have reached 13000 Toluna points and e-mailed to complain about a 4000 point survey that screened me out after 20 minutes. Have since run out of paid polls to do. Attempted all the surveys in my inbox and blew £13 in Mr Ts clubcard vouchers on a magazine subscription. It won't get me this months edition which contains a Michael Powell cross stich pattern. I love his stuff but they are soooo expensive and time consuming. The kit I really fancy retails at a smidgen over £100. I simply haven't got the time to do it though. I'd love to splurge on it when I eventually attain debt free status although by then a dozen other things will probably have come along that I really fancy too. Sometimes there just aren't enough hours in the day to do everything.