Even I, with my honed-over-years-Ikea-stamina, gave up last night and collapsed back in the waiting room in Ashton. Yet another kitchen ordered, picked, hoisted onto trolleys (Mr Moregeous’s job), lugged through the tills, then dragged over to DHL (with their extortionate delivery prices). Oh, I yearn for the good old days when you didn’t have to pick a thing, just gave your list in at the til and it was magically delivered the next day, but am now resigned to that never happening again. My poor back needed stretching out so there was nothing else for it but to utilise the furniture.
Today’s been a day full of running backwards and forwards sorting out little niggles on Project Squeeze
And I cannot BELIEVE I’ve to go back to Ikea ’cause the Hyco 15l water heater which I pop under the kitchen sinks in my rentals instead of having a boiler won’t fit into a 600 base unit, I’ve to swap it for an 800 wide one. This caused mucho builders stress to Tadec who though he’d have to change all the wiring and pipework, but I soon calmed him down by tweaking a few things so nothing had to be altered. Lots of decisions tomorrow but…..need some time out tonight, Albert’s Shed in Didsbury here we come, a nice romantic night with Mr Moregeous….. and Old Father Time, yup, dad’s coming too. Had to bribe him with something to help me clean down the hallways tonight and the promise of steak and chunky chips did the trick 🙂