Let us breathe…
breathe
and be calm.
CALM…hmmmm…mmmmm….hmmmmm….CALM
Nope.
It’s no good.
All my Zen gravel sweepings have gone up the wall.
I AM NOT CALM.
Item 1.
It is now 2.15 p.m. and the removal men are not here.
Why? Why are the removal men not here yet? I hear you cry.
I shall tell you why dear internets.
Because, BECAUSE my project manager type husband person forgot that he told the removal men to come round this afternoon and start at 2.oo p.m., thus only doing half a day of packing.
That is why.
I only found this out when at half past ten this morning, when I was running out of boxes, I rang Jason to see if they had called him to say that they had been caught in a freak accident with a combine harvester or some such thing.
He called me back an hour later to confess that he had forgotten that they weren’t coming until this afternoon.
GRRRRRRRRRRRRR
This would not be so bad, lovely people except for:
Item 2.
As you know, I had lots of things to do today. I had to take a load of stuff to the tip, and take a load of stuff to the charity shop, and take a load of stuff to granny’s house.
My husband had informed me that I must not do any of those things, because it would mean leaving the removal men unattended, during which time they would inadvertently wrap the landlady in bubble wrap and bring her to our new house, thus causing an apocalypse.
So, I made other arrangements. I asked my dad to help.
Which he did.
Sort of.
GRRRRRRRRRR
Item 3.
Which is a continuation of item 2, but seems more professional than having only two items on my list.
Jason had asked me what I would do with all the stuff for the tip if it got in the way of the removal men doing their job.
I replied that I would put it in the garden.
He cautioned strongly against this, warning that it might get wet, and then heaven knows what it would do to the inside of my car when I finally got to take it to the tip.
I thought this was nonsense.
But, I try to please, so this morning I had a brainwave.
I moved all the things to take to the tip into my car, all ready to go. All neatly cleaned and parcelled into the right types of recycling. I was very proud of myself.
My dad came, and I handed him the keys to my car, so he could take all the stuff for me, while I readied myself to heave all the other things that needed moving, into his car while he was gone.
It wasn’t until a few hours after he got back, when I had to dash to the supermarket to buy Cillit Bang, that I realised that my dad had not only taken all my rubbish to the tip, he had also thrown away the bag of CD’s that I have in my car, which were not rubbish, and which I actually wanted to listen to.
About £200′s worth.
Including Florence and the Machine and Mumford and Sons, which I only bought a couple of weeks ago and haven’t listened to properly yet.
It is not really my dad’s fault.
Except that it is.
It is not really my fault.
Except that it is. (I should have thought to mention not to throw the cd’s away, shouldn’t I?)
It is not really my husband’s fault.
Except that it is.
GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR
No it isn’t-it’s the landlady’s fault.All this turmoil wouldn’t be happening if she’d behaved like a decent human being.Blame her-you’ll feel a lot better.
Jenny
I like that idea. she is to blame.
Jenny
That’s a fantastic idea. I will.
Yay!!! So pleased you are getting OUT!
CDs are passe anyway, with their shiny, plastic, dust-collecting ways. Look at this as a chance to upload all exisiting CDs to iTunes and download the stuff that was thrown out. My 10 month old has inspired the same…I was so sick of CDs being flung all over the living room, that I am doing major iTunes duty and then sticking the bloody things in the loft!
Good luck with the move!!!!
Sarah
That’s a very positive way of looking at things. I like it.
perhaps each of your many friends could contribute a lost CD… i’m willing. good luck with the move…
Bronxbee
That’s a very generous thought. xx
Grrrrrr indeedy Ms Boo!
I think I see another weekend in Harrogate appearing in the not too distant future
xox
Katy!!!! We have both of these CDs (Flo & Mumford)!!!!! and as you have done-the-right-thing and BOUGHT them, I would feel perfectly justified in burning you a copy and posting them to your new address. If you let me know any others you think of that you’ve lost this way I will send them to you if we have them. Promise. I do not do this for anyone, even dearest friends, as my husband Mark & I believe strongly in giving artists the money (inadvertently also giving massive amounts to corporate giants but, what are you going to do, at least the artists get a bit of it.)
Let me know! Happy to help!
Mine
Thank you so much. That is a lovely thought. When I am a bit straighter I will mail you properly.
Mine has a good idea – if you put up a list of the CDs that you’ve lost (if you can remember them, that is), then those of us who have a copy can either burn you another or send it to you. As Sarah has done, I’ve put all mine onto my iPod, and I download new stuff all the time, so all my hundreds and hundreds of old CDs are up the loft
Mrs Jones
Thanks for that. I will let you know once I am not typing this propped on a packing case.x