DVT DAY 252
Sunday, an early start, washing in, dishwasher emptied, bread maker fueled, coffee made, and preparation to clean the fish out. I discover that someone has left the heater on in the garage over night and make up a couple of reminder signs to go on the internal garage door. Still no one up, so just me going about the chores. Amazon deliver more Christmas goodies. The fish were very pleased as their world is now less green, the water cleaner and the filter pump providing a nice flow for them to gambol in them. That’s them sorted for Christmas.
We have the decorators coming in ten days time so it was time measure up the rooms and make a final decision about the wallpaper. After some minutes of staring at samples stuck to the walls we made our final selections. What followed was me measuring walls with my new laser measure and calculating how many rolls were required. The painful bit followed as I visited web sites and placed the orders for the paper. All we need to do now is to think about what colours are going to go with the papers. God knows how will manage that given how long it took to pick papers.
So feeling myself to be on a roll and poorer than I was before buying wall paper I audited my invoices for the year. This turned out to be a prolonged and painful process, as I realised that the Royal College of Psychiatrists had not paid me for my work since August. A sensitive nudging email was composed and sent. Time to watch Louis Hamilton win the Turkish Grand Prix and become world champion for the seventh time. Cooking was going on when the phone rang to tell us that my partners mum had had a fall, so everything went on hold while my partner and our eldest daughter went to see her. I sat at home, made a ham roll and started to watch Ninja Assassin, an appalling blood laden film, which I have yet to finish as my partner and daughter returned before the end.
Finally we get to eat as we watch an episode of Portrait Artist of the Year and then move on to His Dark Materials on catch up. It feels like its been a long day so my partner goes to bed while I write the blog. Having not trained for a week I chickened out of weighing myself today, next Sunday after a concerted week of training will do now.
