Hi Tink
No, stupidly didn't go to the GP's as was feeling so much better and really getting on with things last week. I know I should go, but its such a pita getting there and when I'm on a good day I talk myself out of it. [stoopid Moose emoticon]
Such a shame that ds1's problems can bring me right down to rock bottom sometimes, but have had a much more positive, if rather stressful, day today, despite having the killer headache from hell and terrible nausea, not to mention 2 parties to prepare.
Had the plumbers in this morning to fix the sink in our toilet which has been off limits since November due to a blocked pipe and leaky waste. (Such a pain making sure the boys go round to the bathroom to wash their hands every time without getting sidetracked or touching anything on the way.)
So, all good, job was done really quickly and by a proper nice plumber this time (chosen by us not the Trust). Unfortunately, when he left he failed to latch the gate. Ten minutes later dh let the 2 bigger dogs out into the garden. Half an hour later we got a phonecall from a lovely guy who had caught the lurcher a few streets away and was trying to catch our other dog who was doing her best 'you can't catch me, ner, ner, ner, ner, ner' dance. Dh shot round there to find the guy had managed to rugby tackle her was almost sitting on her to keep hold of her because - wait for it - she didn't have her collar on - again! (Its a good job she's microchipped.) Fortunately the lurcher did have his collar and his tags have both mobiles and the home number on. We didn't even know they were missing - anything could have happened, and apparently nearly did. The guy was a local farrier who stopped to catch them after nearly hitting one of them on the road!
Anyway all's well that ends well. Got them back safe and sound and they have both been acting all slinky ever since.
Dh managed to rattle through a few smaller diy jobs while he was off this morning and the place is finally starting to take shape. Still tonnes to do, but am starting to feel that it wouldn't be the end of the world if some of the stuff left on the list didn't get done before Saturday.
Dd has been on fine form today, singing ee-aye-ee-aye-oh at the top of her voice (favourite party trick) and then when I was singing five little ducks and sang 'mummy duck said ....' she yelled .. ee-aye-ee-aye-oh and then fell about laughing along with her, frankly nutty, brothers.