We’re having a new roof put on here at Doright Manor, and apparently there is no way to simply bibbidi bobbidi boo the process and skip all of the headache-inducing hammering.
Oh, for a fairy godmother.
Peace and quiet, people.
Make It Stop
We’re having a new roof put on here at Doright Manor, and apparently there is no way to simply bibbidi bobbidi boo the process and skip all of the headache-inducing hammering.
Oh, for a fairy godmother.
Peace and quiet, people.
Doing the best I can with what I have
kind of sad, but not so bad with cheese. cheese not provided.
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Try to remind yourself just how nice your new roof will be…once all the workers and their tools go away. I can empathize with the bothersome noises you have to put up with.
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I keep telling the cat it’ll all be over soon. She’s not happy.
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Lol, thought that yesterday when we had this window replaced and it wouldn’t come out. I just wanted a magic wand…..
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So your pain is something I feel. xx
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Wouldn’t it be loverly?
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The worst the other day was we also had a guy coming to look at the proposed car bay first thing and we also take two of the grandies, one of whom is 10 months, the other who has to be taken to her kiddies football. We have it all in hand, patting ourselves on the backs and all who is doing what who is waiting for what, until one daughter ses she has to go into the office for 9 and the other –mum to the 10 months old –is in zoom court (she’s a lawyer before it looks like she’s an offender.) so no, can someone come and sit with baba and then take him to ours at the usual time. Meantime dad of said baba has arrived to replace the bathroom window which won’t come out. I think my finest moment probably…having already covered the bases again and then again..spoken to the guy re the driveway …talked dad of said baab down off the ladder after he nearly got killed… was when I was wheeling baba round the block to get him to sleep cos he won’t sleep except in his buggy… and that was to break the window in the way instead of out. ‘That would make a terrible mess with this ancient solid, rock like glass etc’ said our son in law. ‘Then how’s about now the glass is chiseled loose you pass it through to me.’ So there I am standing at like —was it only 9.45? it felt like midnight the lifetime I had now lived, which had included at one point leaning out the bathroom window over god know what size drop to try and unscrew two screws as Colin held it on the other side… in the huge clawfoot bath, maneuvering this bloody great, weighing a ton thing inside. I tell you there were high fives and relief all round at this point. So yeah… I get the pain. xxxxxxxxx
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Holy cow!! That’s enough excitement for a year. You should wear a superwoman cape from now on.
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hell.. a wilted one!!
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You? Wilted? Never!
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Well I guess t i then having minded the two babbas carted all the rubbish, plasterboard, wood in about ten trips down the stairs and back. I really could have done with that wand though!
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I have one I’ll let you borrow.
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