Is there no end to the boxes?
Chasing up ManorCon paperwork, I thought our bonkers postman had eaten a cheque, but it turns out that forms and cheques had been put in "a safe place" for the move. I wasn't aware of this safe place, so have been blissfully unaware of a whole load of memberships. Oops.
I will be paying cheques in this afternoon, and doing room allocations this evening (with the aid of a stiff drink), whereby I will attempt to get everyone at least *something* vaguely resembling what they want.
So, if you haven't heard from me regarding ManorCon, I apologise and plead the Box Defence. I will be putting it right today.
In other news: I really hate those boxes that are full of vaguely useful stuff that can't be thrown away (craft supplies, rubbers, calculators, old school photos and screwdrivers) but don't really have a home. I found one of them labelled "office drawer stuff" under the box with my missing paperwork. I can't imagine where all the useless stuff will end up, but it's too useful to throw away. *sigh* It can stay there for now...
I will be paying cheques in this afternoon, and doing room allocations this evening (with the aid of a stiff drink), whereby I will attempt to get everyone at least *something* vaguely resembling what they want.
So, if you haven't heard from me regarding ManorCon, I apologise and plead the Box Defence. I will be putting it right today.
In other news: I really hate those boxes that are full of vaguely useful stuff that can't be thrown away (craft supplies, rubbers, calculators, old school photos and screwdrivers) but don't really have a home. I found one of them labelled "office drawer stuff" under the box with my missing paperwork. I can't imagine where all the useless stuff will end up, but it's too useful to throw away. *sigh* It can stay there for now...