I had to go to a very weird interview (my job at High Peak is coming to an end)
I thought my builder wasn’t coming in. He had a very good excuse of course: his daughter left for Australia in the early hours of the morning which I expect would have been very difficult for him and his wife, Sue. So I wasn’t really expecting him.
My skirting boards weren’t ready. Machinist went on holiday, came back for half a day and promptly went off sick. And the carpets were being installed on Friday …
The system at work was constantly chucking me out of the system – a very frustrating way to work
The testing I did on the new programming for work was once again a bunch of &%^£$. The programmer wastes my time by not doing any testing himself!
But … then I came home to this:
If Tom were here, I would have kissed him. Not only had he come in, but both the bath and toilets were connected. I was gagging for a bath – albeit a bath in what seemed like a building site!
The poor chap who came to make our template, said it was the hardest one they have had to do in ages. This is not helped by walls that aren’t straight, nooks and crannies etc. The come back to do phase 2 in about a week’s time I believe. They were just not confident enough to do the tricky 2nd phase templating at the same time as phase 1 due to the complexity.
And then as the icing on the cake, Alan, my carpet supplier rung me to say that one of his clients have agreed to swap with me, meaning they will come and put the carpets in on Monday rather than Friday. Another man I would have kissed! He was certainly my flavour of the day.
But the challenges continue. Having woken up with upper-back ache, there is a challenging day ahead. Andrew needs me to help him with the electrics – he can’t seem to find what one of the fuses on the distribution board is for, we have to see whether the skirting boards will be ready today, the floors in the bathroom and bedroom have to be boarded, the bath and toilet boxed in, there is a lot of tidying up and moving things around. I am almost at the stage where everything in the house can now be washed.
By the time my parents arrive, I might collapse in a heap!