Categories: random
Tags: plea for sympathy, stress, Strictly Come Dancing
Date: 16 October 2008 14:25:46
This is the 2nd week of my half-and-half weeks - first half of the week UpNorth, and the second half DoonSooth. To be honest, I'm knackered already, and starting to beat myself up - I need to organise my time better, I need to be more disciplined, blah blah blah. But I also need to sleep! When HD left this morning I thought to myself "I'll get up in a minute", and the next thing I knew it was 9.40! So I was stressed out already (I have an extension to some work that was supposed to be in on Monday, but we have rearranged it so I submit it tomorrow, but even that's stressful and too soon!), but I also had various errands that needed doing. The most pressing one was sending my driving licence off to the cop shop (sigh - my first ever penalty points). I wandered down to the post office, to find that it was shut (great), and was also out of all the food that I needed. The world is so against me! After that I needed to phone the conveyancing company who are sorting out my remortgage, but all I got (on an 0870 number, so megabucks) was occasional muzack punctuating a lot of loud interference. So I have emailed instead, and (of course) got no response yet. This is quite important - for some reason they are saying they are going to advance me more than £8,000 more than I've asked for or want (what financial crisis? Lend it to people who need it! Gah.), AND as if that's not bad enough, they keep spelling my name wrong. Grrrr. I've never had much luck with conveyancers - when I bought my shared-ownership house in London the housing association's solicitors drew up the plans and got one of the boundaries wrong, and when my solicitors pointed this out they told them to just tippex it out and redraw it in the right place! Honestly - the world is full of numpties.
What did cheer me up though was last night when I got here. My sister-in-law is doing a 2 day course in London so is staying here as well, and she was telling me that whenever they see Jodie Kidd on the current series of Strictly Come Dancing, my nieces (who are all old enough to know better) all say "Look, it's Jackie!" OK, so it's not as impressive as Angelina Jolie being mistaken for Rosamundi, but it made me laugh. It's like looking in a mirror, obviously :D