God I'm tired
I am soooo tired, and I am now tired of being tired, I am pooped, knackered, whacked and I want to sleep for a week. Not sure why.......................but I am verrrrry sleepy.
Sold some mags on ebay last night, I just love turning my mag pile into real cash that I have all good intentions of putting away for savings but just end up squandering on more stash on ebay, will I ever learn?
Crop night tomorrow yey, Sarah Davies (of Sarahscards) and I hold one every month near Northwich, for all you millions of readers get in touch if you want more details!! Sarah has also just set up her Xmas retreat check out her fabbo website for more details ,www.sarahscardsltd.co.uk there will be classes with some very talented papercrafters (i'll be making the tea)
Talking of tea, I have this insane inability to make tea for others without getting stressed.Yes I can stress over tea for goodness sake. I have made tea for all the builders and other guys who have done work on the house and I can almost see their shoulders drop with dissapointment when they peer into a mug ful of brew made by me. As for the crop- well Sarah and I make a point of supplying all our attendees with tea and coffee I even write a list but then get all mixed up in the kitchen - Sarah nearly wets herself laughing at how rubbish I am!
Tune in soon for more from me xxx
Tuesday, September 12, 2006
Monday, September 11, 2006
Every Bone In My Back Hurts...............
Oh Lord, I am in pain, like a crippled hobgoblin from my DIY efforts on Saturday, it's all caught up with me! I suppose 15 trips up and down 3 floors carrying dobbing bits of old wood and chucking them into a trailer didn't help.
I was brandishing a heat gun stripping the paint off the beams in my room and cos I was on my own I started thinking......... "errrr these beams are right next to the roof space, lots of old dust and crumbling lathe and plaster...............................oh god I could set the whole flipping house on fire". So I stopped, then spent the rest of the night worrying that there was some smouldering fire in the roof that would turn into a towering inferno overnight and all my stash would go up with it too.
The things I think of!
Anyway it's my 8th wedding anniversary today - trust me to pick Sep 11th !!
That's all for now.
Oh Lord, I am in pain, like a crippled hobgoblin from my DIY efforts on Saturday, it's all caught up with me! I suppose 15 trips up and down 3 floors carrying dobbing bits of old wood and chucking them into a trailer didn't help.
I was brandishing a heat gun stripping the paint off the beams in my room and cos I was on my own I started thinking......... "errrr these beams are right next to the roof space, lots of old dust and crumbling lathe and plaster...............................oh god I could set the whole flipping house on fire". So I stopped, then spent the rest of the night worrying that there was some smouldering fire in the roof that would turn into a towering inferno overnight and all my stash would go up with it too.
The things I think of!
Anyway it's my 8th wedding anniversary today - trust me to pick Sep 11th !!
That's all for now.
Saturday, September 09, 2006
Whoa..............Busy Week
Well my little one started school this week, very monumental day! Bless him he was only just 4 years old last week. Like his Mum though, he is a total nutter with way too much to say for himself so he is taking it alllll in his stride. Alan and I went to pick him up and he escaped early! Let me explain, he is only in school from 8:55-11:30 for the first week and a half - I know!!! Tell me about it!!! When I was a kid it was like - here you go see you at 3:30! Anyway don't get me started cos I do work you know!!!! I don't get chance to play with gorgeous paper 'n stuff all day (more's the pity), so I have had to do some serious juggling whilst our UK "nanny state" deems it necessary for my child to spend a few hours here and there at school for the next 4 weeks - it's been a bit of a nightmare sorting it all out, but hey ho, that's life"
So - back to the escapee!! His school has a small part of the playground fenced off so the little blighters stay safe. The idea is that they get them all sorted with their bags and stuff , lead them through their classroom and through the side gate to line up towards the gate. Well not my kid - he's in the cloakroom, spies Alan and I waiting for him through the glass door and makes his way outside! Not bad initiative for the youngest kid in school, so you gotta hand it to him. We did march him back in to join the others though! Meanwhile he has also lost his school sweatshirt and chucked his snack box in the bin................what can I say??
He's off camping in Wales with his Dad for 2 days and I am blessed with a quiet house.......................decisions, what to do? Get drunk? Do housework? Watch a film? Go shopping?
Well none of the above I decided to "gut" my craftroom. I have knocked out the 1980's fitted cupboards and am well on the way to getting my "dream room" - more on this tomorrow. In the meantime, I think I overdid the action and my back is killing me...................................
Well my little one started school this week, very monumental day! Bless him he was only just 4 years old last week. Like his Mum though, he is a total nutter with way too much to say for himself so he is taking it alllll in his stride. Alan and I went to pick him up and he escaped early! Let me explain, he is only in school from 8:55-11:30 for the first week and a half - I know!!! Tell me about it!!! When I was a kid it was like - here you go see you at 3:30! Anyway don't get me started cos I do work you know!!!! I don't get chance to play with gorgeous paper 'n stuff all day (more's the pity), so I have had to do some serious juggling whilst our UK "nanny state" deems it necessary for my child to spend a few hours here and there at school for the next 4 weeks - it's been a bit of a nightmare sorting it all out, but hey ho, that's life"
So - back to the escapee!! His school has a small part of the playground fenced off so the little blighters stay safe. The idea is that they get them all sorted with their bags and stuff , lead them through their classroom and through the side gate to line up towards the gate. Well not my kid - he's in the cloakroom, spies Alan and I waiting for him through the glass door and makes his way outside! Not bad initiative for the youngest kid in school, so you gotta hand it to him. We did march him back in to join the others though! Meanwhile he has also lost his school sweatshirt and chucked his snack box in the bin................what can I say??
He's off camping in Wales with his Dad for 2 days and I am blessed with a quiet house.......................decisions, what to do? Get drunk? Do housework? Watch a film? Go shopping?
Well none of the above I decided to "gut" my craftroom. I have knocked out the 1980's fitted cupboards and am well on the way to getting my "dream room" - more on this tomorrow. In the meantime, I think I overdid the action and my back is killing me...................................
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