Poor Barley I hope he's feeling ok Schmunks. What a way to end an evening! I hope all your Westers had a fun time last night.
FeFe, I will not claim back my sick hollibobs days. It's more trouble and hassle than it's worth, you really get grilled about it. I thought I was getting better but yesterday was a big step back - no voice again and back to coughing all night long. Bloody hell, I'm boring myself.
Struck down by the germ ridden folk I came into contact with last week at work. So on my three "normal" days off I was ill and on two annual leave days...no voice, cough cough cough...ear now joining the party. I hate calling in sick but I had no choice, if I was a lady I wouldn't want me visiting my new baby.
I am fed up with having people in the house too. It's only the painter at the moment but I hate it. Two of the new floors we have had put in have been marked by people working here, why do they take so little care? One of them I am hoping I can clean up but the floor in the main bathroom, nope. Once our new room is painted, the radiator goes on, then the carpet and then we can finally move into it. I cannot face anything being done downstairs until next year, I really don't know how these people on grand designs live in one room for two years whilst major work is being done!
Heh in fairness, lots of bloods are routine and not because someone is poorly...and if only two tubes, the most it would be is 12mls I had 14 taken for clotting investigations and they rang to say they'd fallen out of the motorbike pannier and were squashed on the A40 and could I please go back in...even that 28 tubes was less than 100mls. Mind you, you prolly still need a beer to recuperate.
I think I might go to the pub for cider and burger, so over things being everywhere and we have our first proper visitors this weekend. At least the walls and staircase have dried and you can only see a stain if you look directly at it. The best thing about today was the delivery of my beautiful gentlemans wardrobe - ironically for my frocks. Still has the original shelf labels too, things like shirts, pyjamas and sundries. It's lush.
I actually think I'm going a bit loopy...and not just from the sealant smell of the stuff D is putting on the inside garage walls to start the process of making a Pain Cave.