Being Nicola and being productive

Thursdaywas my all day at work day this week. Ady had Davies and Scarlett with him and they went off doing store visits, stopped at a beach and had lunch and beat me home. They all seemed to have had a nice day together although I don’t really know what they got up to. They were all very cagey about whether they’d been in charity shops and bought any tat so were quite resistant to my cross examination about their day 😆

I had a good day at work, unremarkable but not too tedious. I did some time on the desk and chatted to a couple of regular borrowers, made my colleague GI Sarah laugh with the tale of the quail and the incestuous Thank You Neighbours, had a bitch with Wendy who is leaving and made a Roald Dahl display and ordered in a load of books for a Green Reads display I’m doing next month.

Back home the others were already here and Davies and Scarlett were gratifyingly pleased to see me. I started reading them ‘This morning I met a whale’ before bed and enjoyed cuddling up to them. I really miss them when I work all day.

Having left it a full 24 hours before blogging I don’t recall anything else of note other than the first crop of ebay auctions ending and once postage has been taken out we made another £50 for the campervan fund – woohoo 🙂 It currently stands at £125 from stuff cleared from the house :).

Friday I’d kept today free as Julie had asked me if I’d go over and help her set up a new internet connnection / email address etc but having checked with her on Wednesday she didn’t need me after all so I decided to save the day for being at home and do some more crap clearing. I was hanging on to see if the buyer of two motorbike jackets was going to pay so I could only do one post office visit and also fretting that the postage of £30 that I’d quoted was too steep. I decided to wait until after lunch and so was upstairs with Davies going through his bookcase when my Dad arrived.

Dad had come over with a fairly flimsy excuse for calling and it was lovely to see him. He stayed for several coffees and lunch and we had a really good chat about all sorts of things not least our whole planned adventure next year. I *think* we both talked over enough for him to feel reassured and me to feel we have his blessing if not necessarily his comprehension of the whole thing.

Dad left, I checked online and found the motorbike jackets had now been paid for so parcelled everything up and nipped along to the post office – Davies and Scarlett elected to stay home. I took all the cash we had in the house (robbed from the campervan fund) which proved not sufficient for the jackets to get to Spain so I brought them home again, conscience truly absolved :). Some online research has found me a courier charging exactly what I charged them so the parcel will be collected on Monday :).

After a couple of hours off thanks to Grandad Davies and Scarlett resumed room tidying – their brief is to create piles of ‘rubbish to be binned / recycled’, ‘stuff to bed sold – Mummy to decide whether ebay or car boot sale’ and ‘things we simply can’t bear to part with’. Hopefully their bedrooms will simply have ‘can’t bear to part with’ by the end of the tidying which will either be coming with us or going into storage for the year.

I went through the piles of books and checked prices on Amazon marketplace, listing any worth more than £2 on there and sorting the rest into ‘worth trying on ebay’ and ‘only good for car boot sale’. I’ve gotten quite a way through listing the Marketplace and ebay ones and am considering sticking the others on ebay as a job lot (I’ll do a kids fiction, kids non-fiction, adult fiction and adult non-fiction lot for buy it now, collection only price and if they don’t sell then they can come to the next car boot sale with us but will have been on there trying to sell in the meantime).

I did manage to put pizza dough on, sort out a couple of loads of washing and chat to the kids inbetween. Then Ady came home so he took over dinner for the children while they had an hour out in the garden and I carried on photographing and listing books. They ate, we finished reading ‘This morning I met a whale’, they went to bed, Davies came back to show me a stop animation he’d made on his phone with cotton wool balls and went to bed again.

Bath, dinner, some Friday night TV, some more of my homebrewed wine which is both quite palatable and seems not to be poisonous or have ghastly side effects and as I have work again in the morning I am off to bed.