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I have missed many birthdays. I had a good excuse. Apologies. At least I didn't miss this one. Many happy returns of the day comice. May times get much, much better for you and your loved ones.

I do not wish to speak too loudly but I think there is every danger that when I get home tomorrow the effing house will be finished. It's all over bar the sanding and the big row over money. It was supposed to be finished a fortnight ago but then there was a big row, all the doors were torn out and started again, and that I did not stove anyone's head in with a bucket of readimix cement was a wonder and a miracle. Of course, now the fucking roof leaks and I am skint, potless, wonga-free, pockets bare, skint.

Still, I have an exciting weekend of hoovering up the dust, washing everything clean of the dust, waiting until it dries and then starting the process again. Also repainting the two rooms I had painted because removing the doors screwed everything up again.

In conclusion: aaaaaaaargh.

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franthewndrhrse
Jul. 23rd, 2009 08:39 pm (UTC)
When I vacuum, I look like this:
http://www.femalefirst.co.uk/image-library/port/376/v/vacuuming.jpg

What about you?