Oh well! It's only money!

[blackberry444]

I finally got around to doing my tax self-assessment online this afternoon.  I didn't do it until the 28th. January last year

I have to say that it's a much better way of doing it than filling in that endless form by hand, especially as you can save it part-way through and go back to it later, not that I did so.  I did have a bit of a panic when I couldn't find my ID and password, but I found them just as I was going to give in and ask for an e-mail, thus putting it off again.

This year tax "owing"  from last year (Snort!!) is less than £100, but even so I've had to put it on the credit card, because, although I do have enough money to pay for it, I don't know how much it's going to cost to have the lights in the kitchen fixed.  We've waited all this time since the plumbing disaster, to see whether the lights might have dried out and miraculously work again, but sadly they don't, so I've phoned Chris and he's coming on Wednesday;  however I have no idea whether we shall have to replace the kitchen lights or not, nor how much the whole thing will cost.  (Crosses fingers, throws salt over left shoulder and hobbles widdershins around the room).  I also have to find the money for my writing course.  I had it all sorted out before People Who Shall Be Namless, But Who Know Who They Are put a nail through a heating pipe when nailing down a floorboard, since when I've paid out a totally unexpected £94 and expect to have to pay more.

I've had to bite the bullet because we could no longer wait to clean the kitchen properly and Charles has manfully been doing it in the semi-dark, since the kitchen gets little light in the winter and today even less than usual.  It's also getting a bit tiresome trying to cook without the main lights, even though we have the table lamps from the sitting room and spare bedroom in there as supplements.

We've done hardly anything over the weekend as I've been feeling extraordinarily tired and breathless, today as well;  sometimes I wonder whether there's something wrong with my pills.  I did have a fairly busy week last week, though, so maybe that's the reason.

Phoebe is being sick all over the place, although she seems perfectly happy and healthy and is eating as much as she ever does.  Charles remembered that last time this happened it was because she was constipated so we've administered a minute dose of liquid paraffin (about 2 ml)  - poor baby!  It probably wasn't a large enough dose, but I didn't dare give her too much and Charles can't find the cat-book.  Strangely enough, although she hated having it administered, it sems to have perked her up, although there have been no visible results so far.

Comments

[(Anonymous)]

If you're lucky, it'll just need taking apart enough to find the residual water and drying same out. If you're really lucky, it's just water in a light fitting. If not it might be in a junction box somewhere in the ceiling, which ain't that likely to dry out. Not that hard to fix, provided the wiring can reasonably easily be traced, of course. Chances are it'll involve lifting a few floorbaords above, which if you're lucky, will already be ready-to-lift from previous wiring activity. Hopefully there isn't too much immovable stuff above the kitchen.

Of course, if the plaster on the kitchen ceiling is damaged anyway by the water then it can be done from below, making good the plaster afterwards.

That's all rather by way of guesswork, since I know nothing of the installation in your house. But that's the drill in most houses.

And may I just say, I'm sad that you've banned me. OK, we may not always see eye-to-eye, but I still count you as a friend, albeit in the remote, on-line sort of way, but that's partly due to physical distance.

A.

[blackberry44.livejournal.com]

And may I just say, I'm sad that you've banned me. OK, we may not always see eye-to-eye, but I still count you as a friend, albeit in the remote, on-line sort of way, but that's partly due to physical distance.

First of all, I haven't banned you from reading it, I have simply banned you from commenting for the time being.


I was very angry that you decided to mount a defence, in my own journal, of the person who had really upset me in urs, and decided that I didn't need that in my own journal, particularly as I was trying not to let it upset my enjoyment of my own Christmas, which is very precious to me.

You may not agree with my interpretation of that person's actions, but I am entitled to my opinion about it and since I was outraged by what had happened and didn't want a further, possibly ongoing, argument about it in here, that was why I did what I did. I would have thought that the fact that I left urs would have indicated the seriousness with which I view what happened and that that would have made people realise I didn't want to discuss it further here. It was either ban further comment or abandon my LJ and change my username. I didn't really think I should have to do that.

I regard you as a friend too and will probably relent in a while, but at the moment I require a litle peace because I'm trying to keep very calm at the moment for other reasons.

Thanks for your suggestions re the wiring problem. I expect Chris will manage to sort it out, since he did all that particular wiring and fortunately the bathroom floor can easily be lifted and replaced.

[(Anonymous)]

Well, I did comment at the time (although don't ask me to remember what I put), but I didn't make an ongoing argument. As you say, it's your journal and for you to say what gets in it.

I was probably trying to paper over cracks, or smooth ruffled feathers, or some other simile (or is it a metaphor?) for the thing we do when two of our friends are at odds with eachother. Unfortunately, this sometimes makes things worse, not better and if this time it did then I'm sorry.