Tuesday
I have had enough of fecking estate agents. A guy came this morning, and disconnected our cooker, saying the new one would be delivered soon, and he'd come back to connect it. So in the afternoon, the people came with the oven (and let themselves in while I was on my own! Scary!), saying that the connecting guy will be here soon. Alas, no connecting guy. We are without oven. Well, one we can use anyway. THIS IS SODDING RIDICULOUS. FUCKING WRIGHTS. NEVER USE WRIGHTS.
So under the cooker was the most disgusting thing in the entire world. A layer of grease practically an inch thick. Grease and oil all down the sides of the walls. A plate and a bottle of vegetable oil. About a thousand gooey matchsticks. It was so so gross, and I had to clean it up, because I am a sucker, and Helen didn't offer to. I ended up slipping over in my slippers (funny, that) and hurting my leg quite badly. It's very bruised now, not a good colour. But the floor is clean. Kind of.
The good news, I have finished one of my coursework pieces. And it's not due for a few days. This is a first for me, and I'm rather impressed with myself. Just Psychology to get on with now.
Three days until my lovely, squooshy, comfy double bed! And my family and friends, of course! xx
So under the cooker was the most disgusting thing in the entire world. A layer of grease practically an inch thick. Grease and oil all down the sides of the walls. A plate and a bottle of vegetable oil. About a thousand gooey matchsticks. It was so so gross, and I had to clean it up, because I am a sucker, and Helen didn't offer to. I ended up slipping over in my slippers (funny, that) and hurting my leg quite badly. It's very bruised now, not a good colour. But the floor is clean. Kind of.
The good news, I have finished one of my coursework pieces. And it's not due for a few days. This is a first for me, and I'm rather impressed with myself. Just Psychology to get on with now.
Three days until my lovely, squooshy, comfy double bed! And my family and friends, of course! xx