Ahh, the weekend...
What can one say about Friday? It was perfect. Perfect weather, sunny, gorgeous, went out for hour-long ramble with my dog, laughed, danced, did gardening, planted bulbs for Spring, felt that all was right with the world, had some special kinda happy moments involving finding Mars bars on special at Safeway, wildly outrageous loads of sms-ing with friends, etc.
Saturday? Cold. Oh, and I discovered a bad thing about the taps in the kitchen. Looks like they've been leaking behind the splashboard thing for God knows how long. So here's me having a mild panic about termites and costs and so on and my friend Dale making some comment about the house being a money guzzler or black hole for cash and not wanting to agree with him but by God it's true.
Oh so very annoyed. Oh so very tired of EVERYTHING going wrong and wondering where on earth this particular hex has come from. Although nattering away to God about all of the woes of late made me think, "Oh, perhaps this is a kind of Job moment and besides, live and learn and all of that. Just don't punch a hole in a wall in frustration, because although cathartic, it would make things just that much worse..."
Plumber's coming to see what can be done on Friday 26th. Small horrors about costs. Other small horrors about all assorted costs that have been and are to come as of late. Think about turning to the lottery and cubism. Must remember to ask about getting the water heater done, too.
Sunday? The 'flu hit in the afternoon. Don't remember much of the day. Can be summed up with: did stuff. Brain hurt. Bed good. Renounce cubism and shout at tap in kitchen. That was probably due to a combination of cold and 'flu stuff and frustration and sleepiness.
But sweet LOOOOOOOORD Almighty, I am so tired of stuff being so annoying.
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