... as we're having some home improvement work done, which involves changing the bathroom into a shower room and removing a fireplace and cupboard under the stairs in the lounge. I'm beginning to wish we'd never started! Anything that could go wrong, has gone wrong: (1) Sent wrong shower cubicle, return, wait 5 days, receive new one which was scratched, return, wait for new one, arrived ok. (2) Builder drills through gas pipe in shower room. (3) Electrician fits new downlights in shower room IN THE WRONG PLACE. Re-do and re-plaster ceiling. (4) Builder puts tiles on wall, one falls off and takes a gouge out of my new cupboard door. Checks rest of tiles which are ALL loose. Find out he's used the wrong adhesive for size and type of tile so has to be re-tiled. (5) Seals tiles which dry with white patches. Send for Area Manager of tile company who promises they will dry ok. (6) The sink I bought has a wonky side which you couldn't see when it was in the box. Contact seller who sends replacement, which is worse than the first one. Return second sink which delivery man manages to break so claim compensation from delivery company. (7) Plasterer completes work on fireplace and under stairs but leaves plaster splattered all over wooden floor & leather chair which I then have to clean up!
Also, to add insult to injury, my July issue of Somerset Studio hasn't arrived and a necklace I bought on Etsy has gone missing.
And to top all this, when the house is looking a total shambles, my cat brings in a live mouse which scurries under the printer table. I'm due at the hairdressers in 30 minutes but can't leave the darn thing so the chase begins. I put the cat in the conservatory and lock the door, she runs to the front and leaps through the open window. I lock her in the bedroom. The mouse runs from one hiding place to another and I make a barricade in one half of the lounge. It escapes. I turn everything over so that it can't hide under anything. Corner it in the porch but can't shut the door as the handles aren't fitted. It escapes. I chase it again, corner it in the porch and make a barricade. I chase it around the porch, I'm knelt down and when I look over my shoulder to locate it I find it sat on my shoe looking at me! Eventually I catch it in a bag and release it in the countryside behind the house. Arrive at the hairdressers late looking like I've been dragged backwards through a hedge .........
All this ....
... because of this:
I see I just happened by your blog to read about the best day in your life....
Thanks for the morning giggles!
Posted by: Kris | Saturday, 02 August 2008 at 03:04 PM
Holy Cow! I hope you end up loving the shower room. I wish I could come visit and see the end results.
Joanne
Posted by: Joanne Huffman | Sunday, 03 August 2008 at 12:09 AM
Oh my gosh! He was sitting on your shoe! Your story reminds me of one of the old cartoons like Tom and Jerry. Very funny. Sorry about all the problems, though.
Karen
Posted by: Karen Owen | Thursday, 07 August 2008 at 01:56 AM
Only you, Sue! I know you didn't mean for it to be funny but it was! Surely you'll enjoy that new room eventually. What fun reading you made for us this morning! Hope your Sum Memories comes soon so you can see how gorgeously wonderful that article of yours is.
Posted by: Sallyt | Saturday, 09 August 2008 at 12:44 AM
Sue..this is the funniest thing that I've read in a long time! You have such a gift for writing! I got a good visualization of the whole ordeal!!
Posted by: Kathy Wasilewski | Wednesday, 13 August 2008 at 05:04 AM
Thanx everyone for dropping by - I must say, this has to be the funniest thing to happen to me for a while and with all the bathroom problems I certainly needed a good chuckle! Big hugs to all ...
Posted by: Sue Berry | Tuesday, 19 August 2008 at 05:18 PM
Oh Sue its good to see you can have a sence of humour through it all
Jen
PS Have missed your blog
Posted by: Jen crossley | Saturday, 30 August 2008 at 01:38 AM
I heard somewhere that you get fewer wrinkles by smiling rather than frowning! lol I'm currently on frog patrol as one sneaked into the garage a few days ago and as far as I know hasn't come out! Hugs, Sue x
Posted by: Fiverdog | Wednesday, 10 September 2008 at 05:31 PM
That is such a hassle. All of those twists and turns just for a small little rodent. I understand you, man. When we decided to remodel our house in Minnesota, we've found some stuff under the sofas, too. We assume that it's the treasure our cat, Salem, hides. Anyway, I wish you can post new blogs again soon. =(
Posted by: Lawrence Cooks | Friday, 18 March 2011 at 03:30 AM