It literally opened the heavens last night and poured. Right into my kitchen. lol
I am laughing now as its kind of a black comedy I have decided.
At any rate man who can, came out and has boarded across my ceiling in the loft and has placed a large container to prevent water running into the ceiling. For now anyhow till the scaffolders have been.
Boiler is back on and I can now go shower. Finally!!! Nearly 4 days later. Ewww I stink!
I will let you in on a little secret. This smile is not real right now.
I’m having real life dramas with a leaking roof which is coming through my kitchen ceiling each time it rains. Hopefully it’s stopped overnight. Though who knows for sure.
I have had Dell the jack of all trades, master of nothing come again today and basically do nothing. Apart from show me his back crack.
Frustrated doesn’t even cover my feeling right now.
Waking up to pouring rain outside followed with trickling rain coming through my kitchen ceiling isn’t great.
But more so I have had to turn off the boiler which is under the leak and so don’t have hot water or heating.
As I write this a little person is getting out the dinosaurs as we are going to play Jurassic World in a little while.
His task is to get them all out and put them into two sides, mine and his.
Already I have noticed he gets all the big ones!!
I love Saturdays because time spent with this little person is amazing.
I’m watching him grow and develop and being part of that without the sleepless nights, even better!
There are definitely good parts about being a grandparent. The main being that you get more sleep than you did as a parent. You just get all the fun parts. The laughter, playing, cuddles and teaching. Whereas when you are the parent you get all the worries, tantrums and sleepless nights.
My Saturdays are busy but I would never trade them.
I have dry nails today. Meaning it’s not raining. Not yet anyhow.
Yesterday I had to stay home because you may recall I was bleeping on about the rain on Wednesday?
On Wednesday night I arrived home from work. Did my usual routine and went into the kitchen to feed my cats.
I found water all over their food and other things on the counter. I looked up and there it was, wet ceiling patches.
A few months ago I had a similar experience in the heavy rain and they had to have work done in the loft and repair a tile on the roof. Great.
Anyhow they sent out one of the building maintenance hot shots yesterday.
Let’s call him Dell Boy!
If you have ever watched Only Fools and horses you would know who I mean.
Guy near 60, walking with obvious hip replacement needed. Portly chap, breathing heavily, smelling of tobacco and wearing the statutory gold chain around the neck.
I swear he could just about get up his trusty step ladder into my loft. Came back down to tell me he needs to come back when it’s raining to see where the water trickles from and bring his sidekick as he couldn’t fit!
Hmmmm we are due to have high winds and rain tonight. I would rather not have my ceiling cave in and the electrics get wet. But hey who am I to say!
I’ve popped some photos at the end of credits so you can revel in what I see as I open my boiler cupboard as that’s at that part of ceiling. Worrying? Hell yes.
If you wake up today feeling all antsy and agitated. Share a moment for the fish and breathe!
I’m doing that right now as I sit in diabolical traffic waiting for a movement. No I don’t mean a bowel movement.
It’s raining and the world has come to traffic meltdown where I am.
I don’t drive (in a bus) so personally I can never understand the meltdowns.
However I am glad I don’t drive because at least I can sit back and not care too much and leave that angst to the bus driver and all the other drivers out there.
Why don’t I drive? No before you ask I did learn and no I never got caught drunk driving and all the other list of reasons.
I simply can’t bear the thought of it and ok I admit I’m petrified of it.
There you have it. A fear of driving a car.
Does it limit me? Not really. Have legs try to walk, public transport, will use.
I guess the only time I find it a pain is grocery shopping or if I want to dash out and not be gone long.
Other than that, I also feel sorry for people and the costs attributed to owning a piece of metal that depreciates the minute you walk off the forecourt and then costs you an arm and a leg to keep on the road.
I’ll take the bus. Happy rain driving and remember, breathe!
It goes without saying that I keep silent till I am ready to speak.
It is the way I am and I think its all that Union training I have done which has really taught me to bite my lip and listen then convey my thoughts after I have listened.
Today I convey some thoughts. Many will not agree with me, and that is fine. We are not on this earth to all have the same opinions. I dont expect people to agree with me.
However I do let you know a few handy hints I have learnt about Instagram you may want to take on board and I highly recommend you visit Strawberry Singhs Blog on these issues as well to gain some other insights.
I am not educator, but I certainly have some opinions. Now for Coffee with Isa…..
