I am annoyed because ...

Bobby is downstairs in the livingroom listening to some loud, boring discussion about some computery thing or other, which makes me not want to sit in there

and even if it weren't for the annoying background noise, it's cold downstairs.

Stephen is upstairs in our bedroom supposedly doing his homework on the upstairs computer so I can't go to bed yet. Not that I am particularly tired, but at least in bed I would be warm. Or warmer.

I am bored

because (oh,the horror) I don't have a book to read

because we took all the library books back in preparation for the Great Move.

Which brings me to another annoyance -

namely, that we managed to rack up almost £20 in fines, thanks to three books on CD which we forgot to return after Christmas.

Also -

I think I am losing my mind, because a grocery delivery arrived this evening, and I have absolutely no recollection of placing the order. None. It is all things that I would be likely to choose, though, so presumably I have just forgotten setting the delivery up. And we were just about out of groceries, so the timing was actually quite good. But still, it was disconcerting.

And, am still infuriated by today's letter from Choices, the estate agency which is handling this rental, in which they reminded us to have the carpets professionally cleaned before we leave, or they'll withhold money from our deposit. The carpets which, when we arrived, where unbelievably, horrifyingly, disgustingly filthy. Shall be composing a snotty response tomorrow. Will not attempt it now, as, in my present mood, it would come out too aggressive.

The same letter, bizarrely, wants us to give them proof that we really were renting here, before they'll give us back our deposit. They want copies of things like gas and electric bills, council tax and so forth ... why? Just to make my life complicated, is my theory. The fact that this house has those ghastly pay-as-you-go meters for gas and electricity, so we have no bills for those services, just adds insult to injury.

Ideally, I would like to soothe myself with either chocolate or wine at this point (or possibly, both) but we have none, and the wine shop across the street and the corner store are both closed.

However. Only four more sleeps till we're in the new house!



It is a semi-detached house (as are most houses in this area) - the four windows on the right of the picture (two upstairs, two down) are ours. The other four belong to next door.