Tramping through the grey-brown sludge that counts as our most recent snowfall, it transpired my boots leak. I also need a new Disclosure form, which currently means a 4-week wait and I don’t have four weeks. Then there’s a statutory notice on our tenement – the roof needs fixing. And I’ve just received a letter from the Blood Donor people pointing out that although I registered as a donor I “have not yet given blood”; this is an embarrassing reminder of my feeble attempt at the good deed about, em, 4 years ago, and how they couldn’t get any blood, out of either arm, and I fainted on the way out, and have never been back. Now my laptop is slowly dying a rather painful death. The battery life when you unplug it has always been truly pathetic. It’s now cutting out citing low battery even when it’s plugged into the wall. I have frantically copied all the folders I’m currently working on to CD and am now wondering how on earth to afford a new laptop for when it finally gives up. Not to mention, we’re almost out of teabags.
The only good thing I can tell you about right now is that, as of tonight, we get to pet-sit a hamster. I’ll post you a photo of Edward when he emerges from his fluff-ball, if that’s what you call it, and assuming I have reasonable internet access. He is already adorable and I’m secretly hoping he’ll chase the mice away. (Yes, we also have mice.) (But that’s enough moans for one night.)