I won't say I am not disappointed to be abandoned to my own devices while he is off gallivanting, but it does give me time to finish our wedding invites, chill out listening to music he doesn't like and possibly even eat all the ice cream without his interference....
Since two weeks ago, not a great deal has happened in my world. Work carries on as normal, there is only six weeks left to the wedding, I have a work lunch 'do' on Tuesday coming. Him indoors meanwhile, has decided that he wants to go back to college. I'm all in favour, as long as he throws his all into it. And it would be kinda good if he could get a part-time job to fit around it.
What else? Oh yeah, brownies start back for the Autumn on Monday. Somewhat nervous about that, but I'm sure M and I will cope with 18 girls for just over an hour. Yeah. Definitely.
So today, I was on the phone to my mum, sitting on the sofa and contemplating coffee and toast, when my neighbour S knocked. I knew I had to move our old car from their field into the yard, but was hoping I would be able to do it this afternoon. Like once I had got dressed and all that. Anyway, went up to the yard to find out where it needed to go, but S was still in the house, and J didn't know. So I just did the sensible thing and emptied the stuff that was useful into a wheelbarrow and hauled it home.
Back in the house, I sat down with my coffee, and Mr SC rang from camp, having just woken up. Yeah. Just woken up, when I had already started clearing up shit that I was nagging him to do all this week. He had the nerve to ask me to try to drain out the petrol tank, since it had about half a tank of petrol in it still. I don't have a pipe to siphon it with, so he tells me that I can get under the car, disconnect the fuel pipe and drain it into some petrol tanks that are in the garage. Yeah. Like that is going to happen. Let's just say that I am looking forward to some serious pampering on Sunday night when he gets home.
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