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Flick ([personal profile] flick) wrote2014-05-15 03:19 pm


Today has been somewhat frantic. I woke up still feeling crap, but GB had to be ridden so I dashed around doing that (I'm afraid I mostly just cantered him around in circles, lacking the effort to do anything proper with him) and mucking out before taking Jo off to the vet. She's back in on Monday for the op: there's more of it under the skin, but it's not attatched to the muscle underneath. "It might even be benign," the vet said, which sounded reassuring until I thought about it.

Then I came home, had some lunch, completely failed to raid Mike's pockets for change to top up the parking money in the car and, late, headed off to Canterbury. I got to the car park five minutes before my optician appointment, a ten minute walk away, and then spent what felt like ages feeding 5p coins into the parking machine. Still, I wasn't too late to have my eyes tested (all fine, my prescription's a bit worse than it was but not enough that they recommend new glasses), and I even fluttered my eyelashes at the chap on the till and got him to melt my sunglasses back into shape (this is about the third time I've had to do so: I once left them in the glove compartment on a very hot day, and they always seem to creep back into the wonky position that they melted into). I was surprised that I made it to my waxing appointment on time, but I did. Unfortunately, I had to cut off part of the girl's to-do list, and scrap the other errands that needed running, because I needed to get back to the car park.... Hey ho!

TWWOTV's new set of drain rods arrived yesterday, so after I got back Mike connected them onto the end of her old set and had another go at the drain. No sign of any blockage, which was odd. He had me run up and flush the loo, and it drained away no problem. The thing that worries me slightly is that we couldn't then see the water flowing out of what we *thought* was the other end of the pipe and into the septic tank.... Well, fingers crossed.

A couple of weeks ago, Mike expressed a desire for shelves in the shed, and it is true that the pile of gardening stuff on the floor was awkward. As they worked well in the store room, I thought I'd get him more of the metal Ikea shelves. And, as I was placing an order anyway, I thought I'd get myself some for the conservatory, instead of using the old dining table for plants:

Much better, and they'll get more sun on that side of the conservatory as well.

(I predict that there will be many people having problems with the new LJ. Astonishingly, given that istr that I'm still using S1, everything is working fine for me. The work around if you can't see comments on entries is apparently to find the 'View comment pages in my own style' option or, as a temporary fix, append &style=mine tot he end of the URL.)