Hello! Let me boast for a bit about how industrious I have been as DH seems to think it as all shit and I am going a wee bit mental.
I am supposed to be on holiday post exams (which I didn't get any enquiries about from twat features) so I have done 2 coats of white on all our bottom floor ceilings again and on the walls, and done their colour paint too.
Then at the weekend I went and hired a drum sander and edger. This was going well (although causing the whole house to resemble a scene from the Mummy Returns)
until Sat morning when I woke up with a worse version of the lurgy I had the day before... DH says 'oh, is this you ill then? Guess you'll be fucking the work off and leaving it to me?'
Anyway, got up, made a start, the big sander exploded destroying 2 floorboards. So I had to finish the job with the edging sander - the whole kitchen, hallway and stairs that is. If anyone has ever used an edger, you will understand the mammoth undertaking this was.
Then I spent monday priming and varnishing.
Then yesterday I cleaned the entire house top to bottom to rid the dust.
AND - I convinced my tutor to let me swap onto a harder but better degree which will alllow me to be a paediatric dietician in a hospital etc.
Has there been any recognition / sympathy / adoring wonderment from DH?
No, there hasn't. Now, know he's in a bad place what with being responsible for losing us £20k n all and having to work 7 days a week but I only did the work as the kitchen arrives in 10 days, and I'm pretty sure he'd rather not have to fit the kitchen as well as do all the prep work.
And breathe.
I am going to go and buy myself something with the proceeds of one of his books I am selling on Amazon which happens to be worth £126 despite having an RRP of £8.50. He needn't know right? He has forgotten it exists, it is not an old / antique or nuffink, just the subject matter is quite.... particular
How is everyone? The thread is so long I can't catch up. I saw something about silver wellies and banners but my brain is full of sawdust.