Annnnd we’re done. I should have known better than to schedule this at the end of 4 months winter training and at the end of a sales quarter, but looking good now. Time to spend the weekend putting the upstairs contents back where they belong and de-stressing
Its been tricky. Although the painter and decorator ultimately came good, he spent 10 days moaning and huffing around the house calling my name every 15 mins for a decision, it began to wear thin. Got worse when yesterday the carpet was laid – very well and quickly by a local family owned place – and the doors wouldn’t open. To be fair he came back and planed them, but not before moaning about it which tipped Mrs K over the edge and he suffered the wrath.
I spent yesterday in a local social services refuge, and as said above it sometime pays to realise how lucky we are that our definition of a moment of pain is actually quite minor compared to some peoples daily issues.
Bikebouy, I hope everything’s going forward/well for you.