My excuse is that I have been far too busy and I stress I have been far too busy, as opposed to the modern version, way too busy which grates on my nerves every time I hear it.
Monday, the man came to fit a new electric meter as ours had broken, he took all day and did a splendid job and when finished went round to check that everything was working and with my assistance found the fuse box, of which we have many, which was playing up, I jiggled the offending fuse which then meant everything was working correctly and he left.
Tuesday, we realised we hadn’t checked whether the boiler was working and amazingly managed to get our plumber to come round and find the loose wire which was stopping it from working. You don’t realise how many possible things there are to go wrong until being asked by the plumber where is the, boiler, fuse boxes, timer, hot water cylinder etc, still I got a free work out, up and down the stairs for nothing.
Wednesday, the light in the kitchen finally gave up the ghost, so I went out and purchased a new one and some new bulbs to go with it. Upon completing the job I noticed on the instructions which were inside the box that you could only fit 35 watt bulbs which necessitated a return to the shop to replace the 55 watt bulbs I had originally purchased. I wondered why the maximum wattage for the bulbs was not written on the outside of the box, which might have saved me a trip. All well, except the modern bulbs are so dim we can hardly see the other side of the room.
Thursday, welded the arms on the other garage door which I hadn’t time for last week and swapped the better ones to the garage that gets used the most. Washed and vacuumed the 1947 Bentley.
Friday, took my wife to her meeting and went back later to pick her up. Went to the Vodafone shop to see if they could fix her phone as it seemed to have stopped working as it kept going to answerphone. The chap fixed it in two minutes as we had inadvertently set the phone to “do not disturb” mode, a common mistake apparently.
Saturday, went back to the phone shop as quite a lot of her contacts had gone missing as we had tried to fix the previous fault by inserting a new sim card. “All your contacts are stored in the cloud, they can’t get lost,” said the assistant. Some considerable time later when he finally gave up trying to find the contacts we left resigned as to having to reinstall them manually.
Sunday, you’ll never guess what we did today! Spent most of the day finding my wife’s contacts and inputting them to the phone, an extremely tedious task.
I have recently joined a networking group called POP Connect to promote the books that I write and most of the people in the group are business people who have full time jobs, which caused me to cast my mind back to before I “retired,” when I had a full time job and to wonder, how on earth I ever found the time to do it.