It seems ages since I did a Knit and Natter post, and indeed it probably is. First of all I have a finish.
The Christmas Jumper.
Big problem getting a halfway decent nose I can tell you. This is the third and final version.
I have taken it to Master T. Well his home, he was at school. But will he wear it, that is the question.
So there was quite a lot of blue yarn leftover. Enough to start a project for the December Scrap Happy Post. I may even finish it in time too, but what could it be? It’s Christmas related.
The High wind last weekend unnerved me quite a lot. I feel dreadfully sorry for everyone still waiting for their power supply to be up and running again. For myself I spent three hours in the middle if the night fretting about roof tiles. As it turns out the roof was fine. But then there was an awful smell in the ensuite. I googled it. Problem stemmed from the shower, apparently if you don’t use plumbing bits they dry out, and you need a bit of water to stop the gases coming up. So then I tried the shower, no water came out. So I cured that problem with a bucket of water.
And that’s when I really started to struggle a bit. Because I have been ignoring quite a few issues to do with the house. I expect its all part of the grieving process plus the moving to a new area and needing to find trustworthy trades people. Logically I knew I would have to do something, ignoring things doesn’t work and I know all about a stitch in time.
Well after a few days of panic, fear and general dithering I wrote a list of everything that was bothering me. It’s got 28 items on it. Strangely naming the fears helped a lot. All of them are solvable. It just needs me to stay calm and work through them one at a time. I have found a plumber. He has fixed a dripping tap , bled radiators and a pump, and diagnosed a broken pump for the shower which is why I could never get cold water out of it.
I am now waiting in for someone to repair the covers over some air bricks. Then I shall do something about the TV aerial.
My family has been terrific in helping me, but I have to learn to organise things by myself. It means not ignoring stuff, and having to council myself too. That is in some ways one of the hardest things about loosing a partner, no-one to chunter on too, there’s companionship, love etc too of course, but the day to day decision making and acting on is my job, and mine alone. And its all very new.
Anyway there we are. I have a nice weekend coming up. Watching Miss F dancing tomorrow afternoon, and going with Mr B, Mrs G and Baby P to see Santa on Sunday.What more could I want?
Hope you all have a nice weekend. Tell me something good in your life please.