Arrrgh! i have to start with a HUGE rant, my better (ahem) half is dragging his heels over our cabin i want in our garden. We just had words. Why are men so thick headed and why do they always think they know better and turn into some kind of condescending numpty who looks at you (me) as some kind of inferior detritus he found on the bottom of his rather cheesy slipper!
All i want is to have a space outside. We live in a 1st floor flat, we are lucky enough to have a loft conversion that is now our resources room. We are also lucky that we have a large-ish garden compared to our neighbours and a garage which can't actually be used as a garage & it is currently junked up with junk.
We cant have a conservatory because of being in a flat, so the idea was to pull down the existing garage and put up a shed/cabin in its place. Kev has ummed and ahhed since this has been mentioned. Once i sold my trailer i knew i had the money to use for this purpose, so i started looking. Then i get mutterings of 'oh i wont have the time' or 'can we leave it until next year' or 'the aliens have sucked my brains out, thus rendering me unable to make a simple decision about a shed' {insert expletives from me} The new on now is we have to clear the existing garage first, ok, agreed but guess what, we can't do that until we get the car (that has been given to us by his parents) insured. The car was given to us last week only they wont release it to us until it is insured.
Why is this a problem i hear you ask, well Mr Fanny Around couldn't decide who to insure it with and had me looking on every available website 'add this in, take this off, change this, what about this' he even woke me one night 'cos he couldn't get the laptop working properly (it had probably got pissed off with having to chop and change between every comparison site) This caused a row at 11pm & he had a hissy fit & went to bed GRRRRRRR.
You see we cant clear the garage until we get the car so we can take the stuff to a carboot sale (listen to me sobbing boohoo!)
So now i sit here waiting for him to get his lazy backside out to the van to pick up a number for some insurance place. He should be at work but came home early as he had been rained of AND bless him he had to have food then a nap then more food then a fag and a sh1t which takes approx 45 mins now he's faffing.
And you wonder why i get stressed!
and 'ommmmmm' that's me meditating.
On a more unstressed pleasant note Erin has read up to chapter 5 in her book. What a Huge turnaround for my reluctant reader.....yes I'm sure the promise of a bike at the end of summer has possibly got something to do with it but........
At least she is reading, it's a start and a very good one by all counts.
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