Day 229: Betta Electrical

 

New washing machine is bought. they will deliver it and install it for me tomorrow. At least we didn't have to wait for any extended period of time. I need to get straight back into the washing. I'll probably have at least 10 loads by then.

While I still have no machine I finished off going through all the DVDs. I also made Hurricane's day because I found the Christmas music that I thought I'd accidentally thrown away.

My headache is coming back. and I have the shakes really bad... I wonder if this is what a recovering alcoholic feels like.  

Day 228: Other Jobs

 

With no washing being able to get done... I'm way too freaking old to be washing by hand. we decided to do other jobs... divide and conquer. My daughter decided to make a start on the old chest of drawers that I want painted up for the kids to put all their uniforms in so that they are easy to find each morning... there are eight drawers in the thing so they each get two each and the spare two will either be for swimming or for grace's dance stuff.

While she was doing that, I decided to tackle the huge job of going through all the DVD's and culling out all the ones we don't watch. I'm sending them over to my sister's house so that my niece can go through them and take them back out to her house and what she doesn't want can be donated to the op shop.

Day 227: You Are Not Going To Believe This...

 

I called it there was something wrong with my washing machine... there was a horrid smell of burning wires and it wouldn't drain. And seeing as washers are now classed as throw away items I have to wait until the shops open on Monday so I can go and buy a new washer. we can't do without a washing machine. I can't even go and use my sisters as she has bore water and it has a weird smell to it. 

I guess my brush cutter is on hold because I need a freaking new washing machine. It could only happen to us. what else can go wrong?

Day 226: More Washing

 

Just as I finally reach the end of the washing in the laundry. Monsoon in her oh so delicate way, up ended my full cup of coffee and her cup of drink into a basket of knee rungs and sheets that I had just finished folding up. Now they will all have to be washed again. She just looked at me with big sad eyes and went, "Sorry, Mar-Mar." now how could I get mad at that. I think I was more ticked off that I had only had one sip out of my coffee.

Day 225: New Oven

Our new oven turned up today. they couldn't get a replacement seal for the oven we had. So, they just replaced the whole thing. the new one looks something like this one. I'm just happy that it's functional and we're not wasting all that hot air each time we cook. I promised the girls we'd bake cookies during the school holidays now that we have a functional oven.

though the first thing we're cooking in it is a whole lot of chicken legs for their lunches. These kids love chicken legs. I've told my daughter. Seeing as the oven is new. if we wipe it out each time it gets used it will stay looking brand new.

 

Day 224: Not Feeling The Best

 

I woke up feeling under the weather again. My right ear is killing me. My nostrils are hurting. My feet are burning. One-minute I'm freezing cold and the next I feel like I'm burning up. my head feels like it wants to explode... And people are so freaking annoying today, and by people, I mean the family that I live with. because they're here and annoying the shit out of me.

I did a couple of loads of washing and even that annoyed the crap out of me for some reason. It's like the machine isn't working properly... taking longer than it should.

I went and did the groceries, and it was way to peopley for me today. I have to know... Why do people always insist on standing right in the centre of the aisle and have a good old chinwag... can't they see there are people there who are just trying to do their shopping and get the hell home?

Day 223: Missing Socks

I'm back to catching up on the washing. I'm really starting to believe the stuff magically breeds and multiplies at night while I'm sleeping. just when I think I'm done... BOOM! I walk into the laundry the next morning and it's filled up again. That, or we have someone I can't see living in the house with us. We don't have an attic or a basement, and I couldn't see then living in the ceiling crawl space... Beside they wouldn't fit into the kids or my daughter's clothes.

I'm on a mission though. with all the washing. I'm determined to find as many of the missing socks as I possibly can. I don't know how they can lose them all the freaking time. I'm hoping at least 2/3's of the one offs will be paired up by the time I hit the end of all the washing.