Monday: Spent catching up on housework and trying to put the house back in order after being out all weekend. The dishwasher & washing machine haven't been that busy in a while. Hung up the diving hoods, masks & gloves to dry, put away the fins and snorkels. Put the soggy thermals and towels in the washing machine.
Tuesday: Put the BCDs (Buoyancy Control Devices) away, hung the thermals up to dry, put the dry stuff away. Then manhandled the drysuits down the stairs to the bathroom one at a time, fought with them to turn them inside out, filled the bath with cold water and rinsed all the salt from Loch Fyne off them then mandandled them back upstairs and hung them up to dry. Last week The Boy installed a rail just inside the box room door to hang them on. Honestly, they look like 2 dead bodies hanging in the doorway. Look:
We need a bigger house. Looked out some stuff to take down to the Kidzeco shop and went there for a visit.
Wednesday: Quick scoot round the shops fopr necessities in the morning then home and made lunch, a nice big bowl of home made Bauernsuppe (beef, potatoes & smoked paprika). After lunch I wrestled with the drysuits again to turn them the right way out and hung them up again. Went to visit my cousin Geri in her new Curves gym in Broxburn.
Thursday: Wore something slightly more respectable than my scruffy trousers and t-shirt to go out for lunch with The Boy and a friend of his that I'd never met before. Had a lovely chicken pesto pasta salad. Changed into the scruffier gear after lunch and went to the Kidzeco shop to see if I could help with the preparations for the Christmas Preview Evening that night. Spent the next couple of hours cutting out price tags and pricing hand knitted and sewn items, helping set up tables, etc. Then stayed for the preview. We were all worried that the torrential rain would keep people away but it was really busy. Sauntered home (no rain) just after 9 and had a slightly late dinner of spaghetti bolognese that I'd cooked before I went out.
Friday: Ok, by now I'm convinced it's Saturday and go into overdrive as we have a party on Saturday and I have a birthday present to make. Eventually I realise it's only Friday (phew!) and move all of my beads and tools upstairs to my former office as The Boy is dozing on the settee (my usual workshop). I know my friend likes leopard print things and I had 2 big leopard print beads but could not for the life of me think what I could make with them that would make a nice gift. So I rummaged and eventually found some Picasso glass dagger beads that have a pattern not unlike leopard print. I added some Swarovski pearls and crystals and here is the final creation:
That done, I got ready for going to friends' for dinner. Woop! No cooking for me tonight. The Boy said "I'm going mountain biking tomorrow, so I'll take the car, not drink and we can leave at 10:30 so I can have an early night". Ha! Not too long after we arrived he was persuaded to drop the car at home so Jack was his friend for the rest of the night and it was after midnight when we got home.
Saturday: Woke up convinced it was Sunday. Eventually got to grips with it being Saturday and started getting ready for The Party. I found a pretty organza bag for Gillian's present, made her a birthday card, cheeky, but not too cheeky. Then I decided to dye my hair. Toilets in pubs and such always have lights that show off my white roots much more than is decent in my opinion so L'Oreal belle Colour was my friend. The rain even stayed off while we walked down to the church hall where The Party was taking place. We didn't know that many people there but we had a really good night.
Sunday: Yes, that's today and I knew it was Sunday when I woke up. I finally caught up with myself. No hangovers for either of us. The Boy tried to freeze me to death by leaving the back door wide open while he jet washed his mountain bike. We had a late breakfast, quick run to Tesco, leisurely late lunch/early starter for dinner and we're now sitting chilling with a beer while we wait until we're ready for the main course.
I'm hoping next week will be slightly less busy. That way I might manage to keep track of what day I'm on. No more diving until December so that will help a little.