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Jun. 11th, 2008 09:15 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sensiblecatOh Lord. I just never seem to get off the phone these days.
We're in the process of getting the outside of our house repainted. Problem - there's a conservatory stuck on the back and it's impossible to reach the walls above without extensive scaffolding. So far, I've been quoted up to £1300 to put the stuff up. We've hired a painter to start next week and he wants less than half of that to paint the whole damn house. I'm seriously contemplating getting a builder to put a proper roof on the conservatory as an alternative. And my dreams of having all this sorted out by the time my four Americans come to stay (mid to late July) are receding fast.
We ordered garden furniture; the website chewed my husband's credit card details and froze halfway through the transaction. Went back on line yesterday morning and found it was asking for the security code on his card - had to text him to get hold of it. He was in five telecons back-to-back and flying overnight to Nashville for two days. TWO DAYS - it's crazy for a 24 year old, let alone a 54 year old like him!
Meanwhile, he's left the car for service. If it isn't back on the drive when he gets home tomorrow mid-morning his schedule collapses like a pack of cards. The garage just called to say that the GE (it's a company car leased from them) are over their credit limit so can he pick it up tomorrow instead? It'll take weeks to find another window when John can do without the car.
At work, I've been running a Scholastic Book Club catalogue and a book fair by another company simultaneously, both on top of my official job to raise money for more library books. I put up thirty book orders last week barricaded in a corner of the library to hide from seven year olds pestering me "Has my book come yet?" So perhaps it's not surprising that the fairly hardline Christian family who ordered an Anthony Horowitz Diamond Adventures pack wound up with Anthony Horovitz's Horror Pack instead. They really are not very happy - they have five and seven year olds in the house.
And now I'd better get to work, because I have to cash up from the Book Fair and order my stuff on commission before their rep arrives to take it all away at eleven o'clock, followed by another batch of orders eagerly awaited by impatient seven-year-olds. And then there's the lady who complained that her Scholastic order didn't arrive last week. She's ordered twice and expected us to pay for £35.00 worth of books on credit when it says clearly that the terms are cash up front.
But at least everybody got their 99p Doctor Who stickers. And someone's just called to say they could take a panel out of the conservatory roof for a couple of hundred quid. And I have fresh strawberries growing outside. Reasons to be cheerful...
We're in the process of getting the outside of our house repainted. Problem - there's a conservatory stuck on the back and it's impossible to reach the walls above without extensive scaffolding. So far, I've been quoted up to £1300 to put the stuff up. We've hired a painter to start next week and he wants less than half of that to paint the whole damn house. I'm seriously contemplating getting a builder to put a proper roof on the conservatory as an alternative. And my dreams of having all this sorted out by the time my four Americans come to stay (mid to late July) are receding fast.
We ordered garden furniture; the website chewed my husband's credit card details and froze halfway through the transaction. Went back on line yesterday morning and found it was asking for the security code on his card - had to text him to get hold of it. He was in five telecons back-to-back and flying overnight to Nashville for two days. TWO DAYS - it's crazy for a 24 year old, let alone a 54 year old like him!
Meanwhile, he's left the car for service. If it isn't back on the drive when he gets home tomorrow mid-morning his schedule collapses like a pack of cards. The garage just called to say that the GE (it's a company car leased from them) are over their credit limit so can he pick it up tomorrow instead? It'll take weeks to find another window when John can do without the car.
At work, I've been running a Scholastic Book Club catalogue and a book fair by another company simultaneously, both on top of my official job to raise money for more library books. I put up thirty book orders last week barricaded in a corner of the library to hide from seven year olds pestering me "Has my book come yet?" So perhaps it's not surprising that the fairly hardline Christian family who ordered an Anthony Horowitz Diamond Adventures pack wound up with Anthony Horovitz's Horror Pack instead. They really are not very happy - they have five and seven year olds in the house.
And now I'd better get to work, because I have to cash up from the Book Fair and order my stuff on commission before their rep arrives to take it all away at eleven o'clock, followed by another batch of orders eagerly awaited by impatient seven-year-olds. And then there's the lady who complained that her Scholastic order didn't arrive last week. She's ordered twice and expected us to pay for £35.00 worth of books on credit when it says clearly that the terms are cash up front.
But at least everybody got their 99p Doctor Who stickers. And someone's just called to say they could take a panel out of the conservatory roof for a couple of hundred quid. And I have fresh strawberries growing outside. Reasons to be cheerful...
