Cheering on my Tiger Boys today I was reminded of my over excitement many years ago in Lincolnshire. As we had an old cottage I didn’t want a TV in the lounge and they were in the bedrooms (I know – lousy sleep hygiene). On one occasion I was cheering on my beloved rugby team with the usual shouts of;
“Go go go go, faster faster faster, ffs, what are you doing? That’s it, go go, faster faster, yes yes yes , yeeeeeees”
And then my 8 year old boy appeared at the bedroom and said “Mum. Be quiet. I’ve just had to explain to Seth what’s ACTUALLY going on in your bedroom!”
So the other day at work I was explaining to my colleagues about a research project from some uni students had discovered that peeing in the shower is actually good for the environment. How do? Well it saves millions of gallons of water each year.
Natalie: “How come?”
Me: “I assume on not having to flush the toilet when you go”
Deanna (in complete seriousness): “But I don’t want to have to shower every time I pee!”
OMG. I love my job!
Putting my bits away in the office at the end of the day and as I came out the door key pad closed behind me. I didn’t know the number so asked Michelle and then spent 5 minutes trying to get in. Slightly embarrassed I went back to my computer, fired it up and checked my messages to make sure I had the right number. There were two digits back to front and I hadn’t even written it. I so love not being alone in my ditzy world! So ensued another 5 minutes of trying to get in with the right number …. to no avail. Swallowing my pride I hunted Michelle down and she came to my rescue. But a further 5 minutes on we were still locked out and Michelle declared the lock broken. Panic thoughts running through my mind:
‘But I only came out of the door and it closed behind me’
‘I didn’t go anywhere near the lock or key pad when the door closed’
‘But then again, I only have to look at something ……’
‘We’re going to have to get a locksmith out’
‘This is going to cost so much money’
‘Please, if there’s anyone up there, I really have been well behaved today’
Luckily, before I could voice any of the above out loud or act on them, the locum nurse came out of her room and declared
“Oh. They’ve changed the number”
FFS! At least we found out before calling the locksmith – can you imagine the embarrassment of that. It would have been a bit like calling an electrician for something that’s switched off at the wall. And yes. I have!
This morning Mark apologised for the dirtiness of the car following his weekend trip to Manchester. Driving home tonight I was preparing myself to tell him I’d never seen it so dirty as I couldn’t even see through the windscreen properly. And then I remembered the windscreen washers!
Whilst driving in the country today I noticed I had 54 miles of fuel left. Luckily I came across a garage and knew I had my cards with me as had just used one at the shop for a refund. I pulled in, finding that luckily they had extra long pumps to reach the far side and thanking whoever for spouts and holes different sizes so you can’t put diesel in a petrol car. Different colours simply isn’t enough for some people. Anyway, I filled her up and went inside to pay with the joint account card. I said thank you and took my leave only to be called back as my card had been declined. But I know we have enough money in there. Tried again, double checked the PIN number, declined again. By this point I felt as thought there was a big Britain’s got talent Red X above my head probably as red as my face. I turned and apologised to the gathering queue. The woman on checkout and the lady behind were both very kind and, whilst I got out my personal card, berated how banks suddenly freeze cards due to potential fraudulent activity. Once back at the car I rang Mark in a panic asking him to check the joint account. No fraud. Money in there. Bloody Bank.
Once home I checked my wallet to find TWO cards with joint account design on. Somehow my sons card had found its way in there and this was clearly the one I’d tried to use with my PIN. Knowing me I’ve probably put my refund in his account!
Had a lovely text and Facebook message from Jack this morning. When he got home I opened my card from Kiegan and was really surprised to see another card suddenly appear on the side. Jack is not really a card person so I wasn’t expecting this. I rapidly opened the card to discover it was the card has written for his mum. Oops! Sorry Diane 😫
Just opened a new pack for f razors and shaving all my bits but thinking they are rubbish as not doing a very good job. And then I called mark to help me take the clear plastic cover off of the head!