Enough already!
You know they say things go in threes? First we had the grandmother clock fall down the stairs gouging out paint and plaster. Then our old door bell which is connected to a thing in the kitchen which waggles windows so you know which room is calling - suddenly started to ring non stop and we had to demolish it – so no doorbell.
Well today – just after watering the pots and reflecting how well things were going I suddenly couldn’t shut the garage door.
It is the main point of entry – the garage is more a utility room where we keep our wine and other stuff and the house – Edwardian - is back to front. At least I can lock two more doors before anyone can break in. I managed to get hold of our handy man – he doesn’t live nearby – and he promises to come tomorrow.
That could be anytime from 8.30am so my plans for tomorrow have gang awry: repeating last Monday’s big shop at the Co-op and getting it delivered. Then we have two days of hospital appointments next week so the dear knows when I’ll be able to catch up with you all. Please forgive me and also for writing such a boring mundane post.
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I know they say trouble always comes in threes, but in my experience it comes in seventeens...
Well, thank goodness the garage door didn't ring out loud. After the clock and the doorbell...
LOL, LOL...It is not boring and Mundane....IT IS LIFE!!
OY!
I couldn't get my Modem to work today---And I have no idea why....I am on here now, by the grace of Who-Knows-What....!
I am personally very tired of stressful things running my life...I NEED A VACATION FROM IT ALL!
But...I will try to look for that Silver Lining, my dear Pat....I just cannot seem to see it, right now..but, I will keep looking!
Much GOOD LUCK at the Doctors Appoinments coming up, my dear....Hugs To You And Your dear dear MTL!
ok, so the three things have happened! it's smooth sailing from now on, sugar! xoxoxoxox
*sending continuous good vibes across the pond*
Mundane is not necessarily boring, Pat, and we are all entitled to rant now and then, aren't we? I do it enough....LOL
Hope the door is easily fixable!
Tell me something Pat, do you believe in the other side? I think someone is trying to send you a message.
Oh dear... you couldn't make it up. Hugs to you, Pat. You know what else they say: Keep Calm And Carry On xxx
Kim: thanks dearie;)
GG: yes one has to be thank ful fopr small mercies.
Naomi: thank you Naomi and I'm so glad you got through. I hope things get better for you soon. I managed to get out to shop and feel good again.
Savannah: I'm taking your word for it because you are a wise young lady:)
Judy: It's fixed and the new bell works and the sun is shining:)
LOM: I firmly believe my mother and Gran watch over me. I'm just not exactly sure what they are trying to say sometimes.
Queenie: this is where I find blogging such a comfort. There is always someone there to listen and one isn't troubling one's nearest and dearest.
That would be FOUR things. The clock falling counts as #1 and the gouge in the wall counts as #2. I pay retail for everything.
UB: gawd! Don't say I've started on the next three - say it isn't so.
The picture of you demolishing your doorbell is far from mundane!
Being late to the party I know from your reply to other comments that all is well once more. Enjoy the sunshine now, and good luck with the the hospital later in the week.
Eryl: thank you honey.
Boring posts are life. You just take care of you. We are doing hospital things here too....very boring.
Maggie: what a pity we can't share a smoothie and exchange notes;)
Were it not for the seriousness --and your obvious distress-- there's a bit of slapstick in all this. I hope things straighten out shortly.
Cheers.
Randall: I'm on a see saw - up and down. When I'm up it's great - when I'm down it's not so great. Things are going in the right direction. The next two days will clarify things.
The weather is being kind which helps a lot.
I do feel for you!
Here, we've had the car break down twice, half a dozen electric appliances have knocked out on us, we've got rotten floor joists and shifting capstones on the (leaky) roof, our back door won't shut properly and the door to the coal shed has rotted to bits and is now hanging by a nail. A package we sent from Cyprus has never showed up and can't be traced, one of our cats is doing his business in the bathtub -- and I could go on, but I won't.
Just think of us when you fix that paint and plaster and get your door mended -- it really could be worse!
No, the plaster-gouging was a result of the clock falling, not an extra mishap. Your run of bad luck is over and it'll be plain sailing from now on. And you couldn't be boring if you sat reciting the telephone directory. You'd still make it, not only interesting, but fun too.
Mary Mary Mary: mine does seem like very small beer in comparison. It must be maddening and I hope it gets sorted.
I suppose it's the Big Issue that makes these little irritations seem too much but hopefully that will get sorted also.
Z: thank you for that. I don't deserve it but bless you:)
I like your style. Every utility room should be well equipped with wine.
Rashbre: must keep the stocks up. I had a £6 voucher provided I spent £60 at the Co-op, so along with groceries it was a chance to buy some reasonable white wines half price and save an extra £6. And they delivered. Win win:)
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