Further financial faux pas and even more disasterous decisions

mooomin

flying_fresian wrote: »

!!!!!!y?

Bah.

W@nkery?

honeybear_2

flying_fresian wrote: »

!!!!!!y?

Well, not unless I said stupid f*****g numpty t*********s a******s :rotfl:

moo2moo

Ah well at least its not just me that thinks the woman is barking. I met her last night. I was late picking the DDs up from Pony Fun Day and there she was hanging around like a bad smell. Conversation goes:

I spoke to your husband yesterday and arranged to see the cat this evening.
Ok. Fine.
So I'll follow you home.
Ummm but I'm going back to work to finish off.
That doesn't matter, we'll be a while here yet as child is washing pony.
Ok. So you know where we live.
Oh yes she says (like a proper stalker)
So I vamoosh asap. Finish at work go home and then OH spots a woman wandering down drive via assualt course of landrovers to back door. Not that we have a back door because you hit a giant gate and the dogs. What we do have is a perfectly good front door with doorbell thats v. obvious when your car is parked in front of it but apparently woman considers herself to be a friend. Anyway in she comes complete with bored child who obviously doesn't want to be here. Child is directed to cat, with zero interest, whilst mummy regales us with tales of how she has a bigger better this and a bigger better that whilst OH is doing his best not to tell the arogant biatch to get lost. Fortunately she left almost as quickly as she'd arrived. Leaving OH and I gobsmacked that one person can be so rude and arogant and snooty whilst completely understanding why her daughter is such a wet blanket lacking in personality. mummy has stomped it out of her by walking all over her too. Now feel v. sorry for the kid in question.

Some people shouldn't be allowed to be parents or members of the human race.

moo2moo

Anyhooo plans for being frugal went a tad astray what with a £150 bill for emptying the spetic tank although it turns out this was a v. MSE bill as it was overdue by two or so years. Being able to see the level of shoite via the vent pipe was not a good thing as it turns out considering the sludge was about half a meter from the surface. Now its empty its v. obvious that the tank is about 7m deep. Oooops. Need to remember to get it checked if not emptied at some point in 2015.

Spent an eternity wrapping parcels. Have shifted 16 old magazines for £22. Not a lot but its generated both cash and shelf space. If I can get rid of the rest I should make another hundred or so. Also wrote a thank you to barking auntie for the cheque and filled in the paperwork for my RAC renewel free for the 7th year in a row thanks to Mr Ts Clubcard points. OH recieved another £12 of Clubcard vouchers yesterday which is staggering considering hes never used the card and we only aquired it for his car insurance which is perilously close to being neutralised as we've had almost he same amount of Clubcard deals as the policy cost in the first place.

Finally got the tent packed away although much later than planned thanks to a freak rain storm mid afternoon. Dropped a dozen eggs off at the farm with the new owners as a thank you for using a chunk of their field to pitch it. Still have a fridge full of eggs though.

Plans for today involve a second coat of paint in a toilet, a first coat on a wall I prepped yesterday and a lunchtime appointment at the vets for cat who is yowling for food having been starved all night. Also need to return to school to clean after holiday club. Hate doing it but it is an extra £20 a week for doing v. little. Have an enormous amount of laundry to wade through thanks to the DDs managing to get through a ridiculous amount of stuff but its pouring down with rain and I can't use the indoor airer as the four legged fiend seems to think stealing laundry and stashing it behind an armchair to sleep on is a fun game.

moo2moo

Back from the vets with a cat that still has two eyeballs. Her eye is still to swollen to do anything further and the likelihood of irrepairable damage outweighs the benefit of repairing the torn eyelid. Back again on Monday to take the stitches out and see if theres a chance of the eye being functional ..... unless something happens before then.

Eeekish bank staetment arrived. Overall debt has increased by almost a grand over the past month and is back over 10K. Really do need to get my frugal butt into gear. Seem to have slipped in a myriad of minor ways which have culminated in a major headache. Whilst the end may be in sight theres still a long way to go and its all too easy to get carried away. I mean once you've blipped a little bit whats another mini blip and another and another? In this case its almost a grand and it stops now. * Please remind me I said this in a fortnights time when my itchy clicky finger wants an outing.

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moo2moo

The four legged fiend is assisting in the decluttering by shredding any stray coathangers. Have been forced to complete the ironing in order to guarantee having enough. Have no idea where shes finding them all but I've salvaged three so far this morning.

Had a suspiciously peaceful night despite shutting the four legged fiend and the kitten (temporarily named after the 1980s Harry Enfield as a Worzelesqe famer tv ad for Dime bars) in puppy land overnight. Came down to stalemate. Kitten has creatively hidden behind the dogs water bowl and hisses on approach. Puppy is now v. thirsty but not brave enough to attempt to drink for fear of getting claws in her nose. Have released the kitten into the big world outdoors with access to the room with her food whilst shutting puppy in the remainder of the house. Fingers crossed kitten returns. This is always the worst part. The wondering if you've released them too early, but much longer and she'll start to become a house cat which isn't ideal when I really need a lean mean killing machine.

Cat is feeling muchly better. She bit me yesterday which is impressive considering the size of her giant plastic cone. New cream seems to be working well as things look a little less grotesque.

OH is starting to plan things to do with the DDs whilst at his mothers. I meanwhile have come up with a cunning plan of my own. Hoping a friend can come over one evening for dinner but otherwise the bare bones of my masterplan are thusly:

• 1 day ruthlessly decluttering with the ambitious plan of turfing 500 unnecessary items be they old bank statements or unrequired objects
• 1 day gardening (garden wheelie bins emptied whilst they are away)
• 1 day blitzing upstairs
• 1 day blitzing downstairs
• 1 entire day for me
• 10 hours at place of paid employment (minimum)
• Zero spending in their absence.
• List everything in my to e-bay pile with 99p starts ... assuming that it is still free to do this. Will peruse the small print later. Have been avoiding this for long enough.

Spent yesterday evening doing random bits and pieces. Have written to close the transitory free £70 current account. Now need to cancel 2 DDs elsewhere and figure out how to send money each month to cover dds from the Halifax Reward account to save me being hit with their obscene daily charges through blondeness and disorganisation.

Dropped the clothes I bagged off to a charity collection point yesterday, its only taken me three .... or could it even be four weeks to get round to that. Need to obtain some giant bin bags to stow the last of the camping stuff in the loft and then hopefully the landing will be vacuumable. It looks a heck of a lot bigger without all the tat abandoned on it.

DD1 is snoring contentedly on the sofa. She had a nightmare just before 6 and refused to go back to bed claiming not to be tired. Clearly her body thinks otherwise.

moo2moo

Another £10 of magazines sold. Mini blitz of kitchen is a work in progress. Keep getting side tracked. E-bays 99p starts are still free so long as I don't list more than 100. Less than zero chance of that. Off to dive back into the dross in the hopes of making the kitchen squeaky clean before cooking dinner and making far too much mess in the progress.

moo2moo

Whooo hoooo its Friday! Its my final planned day at work for a whopping 11 days. After this I can pop in and out as and when I feel like it so I can get away with only working when its raining or when I'm avoiding doing things at home. Any hours I do squeeze in save my holiday time for future holidays although I need to be careful that I don't do too much thus ending up with more than I can use. Will be sitting down with a pen and paper and the school calendar over the weekend.

Kitten has settled in fabulously and is chowing from the puppys bowl much to the puppys disgust his arrangement is not reciprocated and some interfering person growls OFF whenever she sticks her nose in kitten milk or biscuits.

OHs mum phoned last night leaving him speachless as shes told him she wants the DDs to herself for a day whilst they are staying with her. Normally finding a couple of hours is a bit much to expect. OH is hoping to spend a day fishing from a boat off the coast. One can only assume this is so that she can't change her mind part way through the day. If he really wanted to do that so badly he could do it from here. Meanwhile E-bay keeps being left open on boats available vaguely locally.

What is it with men and toys? Project Land Rovers axels came back from being repaired last weekend. Claims have been made for a while that this was the only thing stopping progress being made and the rebuild commencing in full swing. Am still waiting for progress in the form of an order for the bolts he needs to order to continue to arrive but am wondering why if I know that he can't do anything without them he hasn't got round to it yet. Looks like another winter with a ton of parts lying round the house.

Still at least I'm progressing with project House. Spent two hours rehoming all the tat on the kitchen worktops and vacuuming hall, stairs, landing and master bedroom. Pruned hairball #1s front legs and spent a further hour brushing her in the hopes of reducing some of the fur on the floor since shes decided its time to moult.

Also restarted my "one more thing" masterplan. More of a kick up the backside than anything else. At the point I decide I've had enough and am going to veg. on the sofa or play pointless Facebook games beofer bed I'm going to do just one more thing in the hopes that over a year I'll tackle 365 things that I would otherwise have put off so last night I reattached a button to OHs trousers. Only a little thing but it removes a button from the windowsill and a pair of trousers from the back of a chair. Perhaps if I wasn't such a lazy person in the first place I wouldn't need to approach life like this. Still any progress is welcomed no matter how small.

Have issued the DDs with packing lists and asked them to do that this morning. DD1 has finally realised I won't be going with them and was in tears last night at the thought of leaving me here alone. Seems v. mean to let on that I'm looking forward to it. Shes offered to stay home to keep me company.

moo2moo

Happy sunny Saturday morning!

The DDs are packed and ready to go. They've hit that point in the holiday where they are killing time before departure and are just itching to get off. Debating taking them to a local county show for the afternoon as distraction therapy but the £30 entrance fee is putting me off. Still its cheaper than the one the following week which is £50 for a family ticket to wander round a field full of sheep and coows and hens admiring obscure craft entries and eating overpriced cream teas. Can't help it though, I love that sort of thing. All apart from the carcass displays. That I definately don't love.

In a heroic effort I finally finished the ironing all apart from the load on the line and the load I discovered lurking in the tumble drier and off course the laundry basket is heaving again despite DD2 being spied in the same mud splattered PJs for the third night in a row.

Had a mini fit last night when I thought one of the animals had diahorhea in the house.... followed by brightly coloured vomit and then puddles of urine although the lack of smell revealed this not to be the case. Puppy had found a small mountain of eggs that a regularly escaping chicken had been laying and was bringing them in the house one by one to eat. DD2 kept retrieving intact eggs from her jaws but by the time she'd washed the drool off the shell the puppy was back again with another one. Think she managed to eat half a dozen before we realised. Bet shes had tummy ache most of the night.

Meanwhile minimalistic progress in the kitchen was thwarted by gadget man who ventured out to the quacks and returned via Mr Ts with a George Foreman Lean Mean Grilling Machine.

The tally of "labour saving" kitchen gadgets requiring regular dusting is thus:

1 x 4 slice toaster
1 x kettle
2 x microwaves (yet another long story)
2 x fridge freezers
1 x foodprocessor / blender combination monstrosity
1 x stick blender with an array of never used attachments
1 x mandolin - good only for shredding knuckles
1 x kitchen scales
1 x coffee filter machine
3 x cafetieres
1 x raclette
1 x cooking stone
1 x tagine with base for charcoal
1 x sandwich toaster
2 x slowcookers
1 x breadmachine
6 x silicone egg rings and 2 metal ones
1 x julienne cutter
and a George Foreman in a pear tree

Do I need all this? No. Do I use all this? No. Can I get rid of any of it? No ... OH would be mortified. They are almost all "gifts" recieved over various birthdays and christmasses in the hopes that my inability to cook will miraculously improve with the correct gadget. It hasn't yet