I hadn't seen Grace and Clarkson (as the ducks have now been named) in a few days and was beginning to get worried. They were happily resting in a parking lot when I walked into work today.
Yay, ducks.
Tag: ducks
The good and the bad for today
+ I saw the duckies again this morning on my way to work. A nice couple of mallards, just sitting in a puddle, chillin'. I don't know but I feel a nice Tony Soprano moment every time I see them.
– I seem to have misplaced my cilp-on sunglasses, again.
+ The LCD mounting bracket I ordered was delivered to the office.
– But with no wall-mounting rawl plugs (those little plastic doohikey things that you pound into a drilled hole in the wall to screw into).
+ I went to the gym yesterday and I don't ache all over today.
– I was late this morning because I fell asleep after Katy left.
Life isn't always ha-ha-hee-hee
Today started out as being a nice day. The sun was out, the horses were clip-clopping outside our bedroom window (seriously) and things looked good. We went to the pub last night for a good meal (though I ate too much) and a nice night overall. This morning, we got a nice surprise in the post when we found out that our landlady had deposited our security deposit and had only taken £120 out for various gripes. While we could probably contest that in the court of common sense, honestly, I can live with it and this now means that I don't have to think about her ever again.
We set our sights towards Saffron Walden to go investigate the town center. Things were going well too, until a unthinking gesture on my part basically shot our day from one end of the spectrum right to the other. In the blink of an eye, our day tailspinned, crashed and is now a small, charred pile of smouldering ashes.
And all I wanted was a stupid butter croissant.
Physical pain is good for you
Went to the gym today and replaced mental fatigue with some of the good old-fashion physical kind. Spent 25 minutes on a cross-trainer, 15 minutes on a treadmill and the rest of the hour doing weight stuff. Maybe I'll be tired enough to make it through the night tonight.
This is a bitchy post. Read at your own peril
I am not in a happy place at the moment, for several reasons. The first would be because I haven't been sleeping well, and that's always a good way to start a downward spiral, really. The second is that it feels (and smells) like a small furry rodent has taken domicile in my mouth and proceeded to die and is now happily decomposing. Joy of joys.
Between my canadian taxes and my british landlady (mostly, but there are a slew of other little things), I am a fount of happyhappyjoyoy thoughts, which also are not conductive to restful nights.
I need a hug.
Today is one of those days I wish some of the boys were around.
I feel like ass warmed over
I think Katy's mom gifted us both with her cold when she came for a visit last weekend. I feel like crap.
Only two days till the weekend, woohoo.
You know you live in a rural area when
… a pair of ducks waddle along next to you as you're going in to work.
Oh that's no good!
I just found out today that our broadband/cable TV distributor won't be able to provide service to our new flat.
Though they serve the street, they “can't get a connection into the house” – whatever the hell that means. From what I could extract from the customer service monkey, there's an engineering problem that they can't/won't fix. I'm going to call the department on monday (as it's closed for the weekend), but I am not a happy bunny.
I'm a TV junkie and I want home internet.
Crappity crap crap.
Things will get better
The move will get done.
We won't run out of money.
The job will start soon.
We will get through this.
Things will be better.
I believe this with all of my heart.
And I love you.
Going to be one of them days
We spent a large part of the evening last night doing a mad cleaning rampage in the apartment so that the prospective tenants that are visiting it today wouldn't be frightened off by the amount of clutter. As such, I woke up stiff as a board this morning. I thought I was having a good morning, everything on time and the such, right up to the moment that I see the work shuttle turn the corner and drive off without me. It actually didn't even register with me to jump up and down and make a fuss as it was turning the roundabout. I just stood there with a dumb look on my face. Go me. Walked back home and called a cab. Everything was going ok again, right up to the moment where the cabbie's satnav got him lost. Nothing major, and I didn't get in too late, but still not a good way to start a day.