Errands

Shit always happens
I've been pretty busy today with things that need to be done away from the house.
First jobs are to go into town and nip to the post office to send a registered letter my Mum, and then to go to the bank and pay in a cheque for Phil.
I then go back home and grab some lunch, to realise that the posty has been whilst I was in town and had left me a nice "While you were out" slip. So after waiting the statutory 2 hours before going to pick up the presumably massive parcel that couldn't be put through the letter box I then go to the depo, hand over my slip and prepare the cart to take delivery of my mammoth package. Oh how disappointed I was to be handed a very small box, which by no stretch of the imagination could have easily fitted through the letter box and saved me a trip.
But nevermind, I'm chuffed that the contents were in one piece, another catseye to add to my collection, a deep purple one this time which I bidded on Ebay for.
I then decide that since I'm near homebase I'll go pick up some new lightshades for the hallway, and also something to use to display each of my catseyes on. I've tried quite hard to locate stands of a uniform type to plop the orbs onto, but most of the places I've found are in America, and it seems a bit silly to pay the postage charge on items that are less than 50 cents each. So, after hunting around the plumbing section I manage to get 5 brass olive cup which are a little bit like life rings in shape - but ideal for holding the catseyes. I also pick up some electrical pendant kits in case we should need them for the new shades (the existing ones are not standard ones we can reuse I've no doubt).
Back home and when Phil gets in he sets about putting up the new shades. It turns out that we do need the pendants sets I'd bought but after hooking one up it looks like 9" of cable is a bit too much, so we then have to go back to homebase and pick up some shorter ones at 6" (after some rather overzealous DIY massacring of the 9" to make them shorter).
Nonetheless we get there in the end, and despite Phils dislike of DIY, I think he gets better at it each time he does it.
Posted by Abi on the September 15, 2005 9:27 PM
With a bit more training you may yet transform him into a real DIY enthusiast :)


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