Wednesday, November 16, 2005

God my feet hurt.

I just got back home from tramping round the shops picking up the last few things that I need for tomorrow.

For a small ish town i seem to have walked miles, and ok, so it did include 2 trips to the post office because I forgot to pay the gas bill the first time I went and only remembered just before I was about to pay for my car parking, and had to go all the way back, but its amazing just how far you walk when you're looking for random stuff.

I got: 3 pairs of knickers, 5 pairs of socks [all mine were terribly ancient and when you are sharing a room with 2 other women the state of your socks becomes rather more important than normal], 2 jumpers [ suitable for layering because the rink can get suprisingly warm but its normally freezing when you go home on the metro], 2 pairs of jeans [ see note about socks], a necklace, 2 pairs of acrylic plugs, a travel adaptor [ no matter how hard i looked i couldn't find the other 3 i'm sure i have stashed away somewhere], some emergency first aid bits, a big box of chocs and some fortune cookies [for on the train].

Oh, and some cinnamon/clove shampoo , lemony cuticle balm and some smelly [i cant remember off hand what kind, and I'm not unpacking it now just so you lot can have accurate information] soap from lush.

During all of this, Dave was at home clearing our bedroom for the new bed that was supposed to arrive sometime between 4 and 6.

Yes, you read that right.....SUPPOSED to arrive.
:(
As of now 6.42pm it is still not here, and according to the delivery driver will be very late if it does get here.
Basically i think they were trying to pull a fast one cos they rang us about 4.30 to say they had broken down earlier and that they wouldn't be able to deliver.
Since our old bed is currently in the garden in bits awaiting collection by the council tomorrow, a certain amount of vvery pissed off shouting then took place, resulting in the driver first saying he had to go to margte before he came here [ he also said he was in Gillingham as he rang and thats way out of his way....he would have to pass us almost on his way], than that he couldnt deliver to us first because of the way the van was loaded, then finally that the bed was still in the shop in maidstone and he hadn't picked it up yet!!!!!!!!

so we rang the shop.

Who didn't know anything about a break down and were twiddling their fingers waiting for him to come and pick it up.

They were not happy bunnies.

So, the end result is that we are supposed to get our bed, but we really don't hold out much hope.

And I will probably be sleeping on the sofa, with Dave on the floor.

Happy Happy day.

However, tomorrow I will be wending my way to Paris, and the Eric Bompard [Cashmere] Trophy to watch some glorious Ice skating and do some glorious shopping.
*bounces in anticipation*
:D

So big Mwahs to all my sweetie friends while I'm gone.
Don't get in too much trouble while I'm not here to give you my sage and deeply cogitated advice.
;D

I'll miss you all you big dafties.
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