Further financial faux pas and even more disasterous decisions

moo2moo

DD1s room is now three bags of junk lighter. Whether or not she notices is another matter.

A spot of lunch is called for before attempting my wardrobe again. If I work on the basis that I'm going to turf anything that hasn't been worn in the past year then... well there won't be a lot left. I seem to live in the ssame half dozen t-shirts, fleeces and jeans purely because they're at the top of the pile. Will come up with a marginally less ruthless cunning plan once I've had lunch.

Despite rigorous checking of flea-bay no one has bid on any of my tat. Whats wrong with these people? Don't they know a bargain when they see one?

mooomin

Whats your Ebay ID? I love tat

moo2moo

Tis my actual name without any spaces - highly original don't cha think. Mind you I did register over a decade ago when using your actual name was perfectly normal.

You'll be disappointed though because its outgrown kiddie tat with the addition of "that jacket" which I put in the bag for charidee and then changed my mind about *again*.

*Edited to ask... when are you allowed to return to the land of the living?

mooomin

moo2moo wrote: »

*Edited to ask... when are you allowed to return to the land of the living?

My sick line expired today, but this was the week I had already set aside as holiday so I'm back at work next Monday. Today we're off to the Highlands to visit my folks and some friends. If we ever get ready and leave the house that is...

moo2moo

I have found the upstairs landing. Admittedly getting out the front door to work is going to be a bit of a challenge but progress is being made. The filing cabinet has departed along with a bag of books and outgrown videos. Next comes the small matter of dumping the pile of tat at the bottom of the stairs in the car for a quick trip to school. Have also bunged ten books on Amazon in the hopes of generating a wee bit more cash.

moo2moo

Rather glad I didn't book a delivery for 11pm because at the rate I'm going I'm not going to make 9pm. Can't stop yawning. The DDs have been superstars and cooked scrambled eggs for dinner whilst I ran round like a loon doing a million and one last minute things before it was completely black outside. Seems like a waste of a perfectly good evening to go to bed so early but I really can't be faffed doing anything other than sleeping. Guess its the tail end of the cold wiping me out as much as trying to do three times as much as normal because Oh is away.

PA - saw your post on another rapidly flowing thread about being out this way occassionally. Give me a shout if you have time for a cuppa at any point.

Positive_Attitude

moo2moo wrote: »

Rather glad I didn't book a delivery for 11pm because at the rate I'm going I'm not going to make 9pm. Can't stop yawning. The DDs have been superstars and cooked scrambled eggs for dinner whilst I ran round like a loon doing a million and one last minute things before it was completely black outside. Seems like a waste of a perfectly good evening to go to bed so early but I really can't be faffed doing anything other than sleeping. Guess its the tail end of the cold wiping me out as much as trying to do three times as much as normal because Oh is away.

PA - saw your post on another rapidly flowing thread about being out this way occassionally. Give me a shout if you have time for a cuppa at any point.

I would love that I have been your way today typical! I usually go every Monday but due to a very busy diary I can't go until a week on Friday which I reckon to be the Friday before half term so dread to think what the traffic will be like coming home as I have only been able to get a late appointment so will be leaving Congleton about 4.45 so not good planning:eek: won't be going the following week either because my little girl's adoptive parents will be coming every day during half term in preparation for her move so I will let you know when I am due next and see if we can arrange something

PAxx

moo2moo

PA - will look forward to it!

Sooo today didn't go according to plan. Had a v. relaxed start to the day lougning in bed finishing the novel I'd started yesterday when DD2 appeared in her school uniform demanding to know what was going on. Apparently by 7:30 in the morning breakfast should have been served, lunches made and animals sorted. We were very very late this morning but still arrived before everyone else. Not entirely sure how we managed it but at least we did. Even found time to fling stuff in the DDs lunch boxes before frog marching them out the door.

Back to earth with a bump though. Laundry on the line, more to go in the machine and a huge amount of washing up to tackle, serves me right for being a slovenly ho and not doing any yesterday. Although theres almost enough to run the dishwasher which is always good.

Have bids on a whole two E-bay items, no Amazon sales and no inclination whatsoever to do the surveys sitting in my in-box. In fact I'd quite like to leap in the car and pootle off to the beach but I've a feeling that would make me rather late for work and being late twice in one day is excessive even by my own very random timekeeping standards. May well just flea bath the stinkiest of the hairballs in the hopes of speeding up her moult and eradicating some of the honk from the house.

OH is due home tomorrow so I have 30 hours left to tackle all the things I wanted to get done. Unfortunately that means a foray into the bowels of the wardrobe which is something I've been putting off doing. The Bag2school stuff departs on Thurdsday so I only have today and tomorrow left. I guess once its over and done with I can forget about it and start planning my new purchases to fill the craters left behind. New t-shirts are a must although I'm having a nightmare finding ones that fit. I don't want clingy cleavage revealing little numbers for work but neither do I want big baggy square tents. Problem is I can't wedge my boobs into anything smaller than a large which then looks ridiculous on me but not quite as ridiculous as the straining seams on a small do. Perhaps it would help if I tucked things in but suffering from fat !!!! paranoia I prefer to keep everything hidden. OH finds this particularly funny as I have no bum whasoever and even my skinny skin tight jeans are baggy on the bum which is another reason to cover up. Must also eat more as my hipster jeans are starting to reveal rather too much builders bum which really ain't pretty.

moo2moo

Wardrobe and drawers done. Didn't take as long as I'd anticipated, perhaps because I was a bit half hearted about it. Still some stuff chucked out is better than nowt.

Puppy is in the bad books for stealing apples from the fruit bowl. Quite why she ignored the bag of defrosting sausages next to it remains a mystery. Will be allowing her ten minutes to feel bad about it before taking her for a walk. No point letting her think I'm rewarding her behaviour.

moo2moo

Five hilly miles later my stomach muscles ache. Conclusive proof that excercise is detrimental to health. Puppy is a happy pooch though.

Just got time to swap the washing over before returning to the grindstone. Don't think I have any energy left for vacuuming though.