as in coughs are cack 🙁
Scarlett fell asleep last night on top of me, having crawled, slug like across the lounge floor in her sleeping bag from their camping mat to ours with plaintive asks to ‘make me feel better Mumma’ 🙁 which blew my planned mention of how stoic she is about being ill and how dramatic and blokeish Davies is out of the water ;). I did loads of online stuff last night while listening to the other three all snoring and coughing and Humphrey giving it some serious wheelage 🙂
The result was the kids and I all overslept this morning – Ady had got up at Ady o’clock and headed outside to dig over the chickens area. He did a fine job but had lost track of time and I’d failed to set an alarm so when I finally roused myself at about 915am it was with quite a level of panic as Neil the estate agent was due at 945am! Speedy calling in of Ady, getting dressed of the kids and applying make up on me and Neil arrived early. I dashed into the loo taking my mascara with me but failing to collect my jeans. Scarlett tried to help by finding them while Ady was having introductory chats with Neil in the lounge but could only find a pair of Ady;s jeans so in the end I did a semi naked dash across the hall and found a clean pair myself! 😆 We do know how to create a professional, calm and ordered first impression in our camped out in home 😆
Neil is classic estate agent wide boy, similar to All over it like a rash Mike but probably very good at his job. I’m happy we’re in safe hands. He chatted to us about various estate agentty things, took photos, used his dudey gadget to measure the rooms (I shared with him my yearning for one of those tools – the type that beam lasers from one wall to the next to measure room size, almost on a par with the snippy sound scissors make being enough for me to consider hairdressing as a future career was that gizmo for me to ponder upon estate agency. He didn’t offer me a go mind you) and we signed a contract with him to get the house on the market – it’s on Northwoods site already but he’ll have it on the various other house sites by Monday.
I did some scraping – the painted walls in the lounge and bathroom have flaked and need the flaky bits scraping off before Dad repaints, and then some hoovering up the scraped bits until lunchtime. I also did a wash and hung it out on radiators – still a novelty 🙂 The kids played with the brio building a very impressive track in Davies’ room, while Ady continued with the chickens area. Lunch was leftovers from the last couple of nights.
Then we nipped over to Mum & Dad’s to collect various things we’d decided we need; glasses (because I hate drinking wine out of a mug!), my big clock (because all of us look up at the lounge wall to check the time about 20 times a day and it’s really odd without it), bread tins, the breadmaker for pizza dough, bowls, a couple more pillows and we picked up the dvd player too
Home via Sainsburys for pizza ingredients where I got sucked onto Toy Story 3 with the kids (oh how Scarlett and I cried at the end!) and then Ady and I finished clearing the loft in our bedroom – Christmas decorations including our photo Christmas cards through the ages and some very old photos of me including one aged 15 where I just look like Davies in a ginger wig!
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Scary to think I am only four years older than he is now in that photo. I remember that day so clearly, I’d gone out with an older friend who had just passed her driving test and we’d spent the day in Littlehampton (the beach where we met Caz and Bid the other day) feeling very grown up. It wasn’t much longer until the same friend introduced me to my first smoking and drinking experiences… definitely not going to think about that in relation to Davies! Also found my student ID card from sixth form, the poem I wrote for Ady and I to read out at our wedding reception, a picture with both Ady and I in it (albeit with our respective partners at the time) and some of Scarlett’s handprints from when she was 9 months old.
I had a long catch up chat with Julie on the phone which had her crying – am crap with crying people, particularly when I can’t even give them a cuddle 🙁 Have arranged to see them twice in the coming week though.
I had a very shallow bath which was most unsatisfying but still luxurious after the lack of baths this year, definitely not an every single day thing any more.
Ady finished off cooking the pizzas I had started and we had dinner watching recorded One Man and his Campervan from before we left last year on the hard drive of the dvd player.
We had a brief flurry of snow but it has since turned to pouring rain. I’m looking forward to a day with nothing arranged, nobody visiting and nowhere to go tomorrow.
Enjoy your day off 🙂
Comment by Kirsty — 05 February 2012 @ 9:13 am