I have made my bedroom habitable once more. Much stuff-shifting. Owch ( Read more... )

Daddy has been and gone. He measured the wardrobe & made dad-noises about shelving & general decoratey things. He's said he'll put up bookshelves in my room for me when the decorating is done. This is v splendid indeed - he is good at the bookshelf thing, having done the shelving in the sitting room that fills the two alcoves beside the ( Read more... )

I am waiting for the boiler engineer to come & poke the boiler. He (or possibly she but I have yet to encounter a female boiler engineer) is due to arrive at some point between noon and six o'clock. I hate absurdly long timeframes. Rah. I knew it would not be planly to book a morning slot, with the whole exhaustion thing, but I want to go & get ( Read more... )

The giraffe I got at Ikea yesterday is, according to the label, machine-washable and it can be tumble-dried. However, the label not only says you must not get the giraffe dry-cleaned, it also tells you not to iron it.

Who, in the name of all that is long-necked, would try to iron a giraffe?

*boggles*

Today seems to have slipped past somewhat...

I have done some laundry & out clean things away. I have watched Saturday's Dr Who & now cannot wait for this week's episode. I love episodes set in the past best of all (mmm, wonder why) so there is much squee ( Read more... )

I seem to have managed to get a reasonable amount done today ( Read more... )

With it being both cold and snowy outside, I decided that I was not going to venture outside today without a very good reason. I get very very cold remarkably fast, and sadly don't do such a good line in warming up again. The snow does look everso pretty, so I have admired it, but I am not going to get too close. Plus I have noone to play in the ( Read more... )

Nothing much to report today ( Read more... )

Today I seem to have done rather a lot of Brownie-stuff: I have written various letters, sent various emails, and completed the mistress plan for Friday's meeting, having discovered the instructions for "Motor Cars" in "The Pluck of the Coward ( Read more... )

Thankfully, there are only 3 Week 5's in a year. Also, once I have graduated, Week 5 will no longer mean anything to me. Sadly, "long vacation" will also cease to be meaningful, but you can't have everything ( Read more... )