Log in

No account? Create an account
entries friends calendar profile Homepage Previous Previous Next Next
Summer Cleaning - The Paranoid Android
...musings of a mechanically depressed robot...
Summer Cleaning
Do you ever get up with a bug in your butt? Not an actual bug - a metaphorical one.

Today started with real bugs. My cats had fleas. I noticed this early in the week - and I used the last of the flea killing stuff on them. I also sprayed the carpeted areas of the house with the last of the carpet flea spray...

.. and that was that! Or so I thought - for that is appears was not quite that. I got out of bed this morning and put my feet on the floor and they were almost instantly covered with little flecky* bastards... and I mean covered. It was a gross moment. I decided then and there that today was going to be a clean up day... but mostly a kill the damn bugs day... and that was the bug in my butt this morning.

The day started well. I emptied my bedroom into the adjoining rooms and vacuumed. It's the first time the bedroom has been empty since I moved in - and I managed to fill the vacuum cleaner. All those dust bunnies! I was feeling quite pleased with my self as I moved stuff back into my bedroom and rather foolishly decided that rather than fill the room with crap - I'd sort it all out. My bug had grown wings.

I now had no access to the computer, the spare room and more worryingly the bathroom. I fought my way into the "office" and made a hole big enough to vacuum - then moved stuff into it and repeated the process... I'd made enough of a hole in the landing that I could get to the spare room, so I repeated the process there. In the process of clearing the office I had a plan on using the remnants of the other computer desk as bed side cabinets. This created a little more room and I added clearing the office to today's list of "things to do."

There was quite a lot of junk that still didn't have a home. The spare room became the temporary warehouse of junk - so I'll not be able to put anyone up for a while! You can still get into the spare room - but the bed is completely covered and there's not enough room to swing a mouse - let alone a cat.

Talking of mice... I found no less than three "bits" of mouse under my bed. The cats have permanently lost sharing my bed privileges forever.

In the mad clear out I created quite a pile of clothes that were probably clean at some point - but the cats had used them as beds and so now had a high risk of being a flea pit. I have managed to wash about half of those - the rest are sitting in front of the washer and I'll try to get round to clearing the pile over this coming week.

I had haggis and tatties for dinner. I'd have added neeps too but I was all out.

I was on a bit of a roll... so I added the front room and the kitchen to my list of "things to do" it was about then that my ambitions eclipsed my abilities... and things started to go a bit pear shaped.

I did managed to vacuum downstairs, and I was filling the mop bucket when I noticed the hot tap wasn't very hot. I couldn't really be described as tepid either... it was about as close as you could get to being the cold tap without actually being the cold tap. Do you remember where I said I had stored all the junk I didn't have a home for? I'll give you 1 guess where my boiler is...

I called British Gas, with whom I have some sort of service agreement for the boiler, and tell them I am without hot water. The very efficient man on the other end of the line tells me they'll send a service engineer over post haste... on Tuesday morning. So I am to be without hot water until Tuesday afternoon.

With this blow to my morale - and with the prospect of having to move all that junk in the spare room about so someone can fix the boiler - I kinda quit a little.

Sure - I managed to mop the kitchen floor... but the dishes are still unwashed (there are only so many kettles I can boil in a day without going nuts) and I have had to wash with boiled water because cold showers are for masochists... and I had started to offend myself with my odour. There was no way I was getting into a clean bed smelling bad! There are a lot of clothes that have been washed sitting in the front room waiting for me to fold, but I can't face it - it's 10:30 and I am well and truly knackered... but I know I must go and do it before the bastard flecky cats make my clean clothes their bed again!

In totally unrelated news - the last Harry Potter book arrived in the post on Saturday - at 7 o'clock in the morning - and I haven't read a page of it yet.

I did convince my niece for a while that I'd read the last page and that Harry was dead... her face was such a picture. I may update about yesterday tomorrow... or I may not - your mileage varies! :)

*Flecky = flea/flea-bitten.

Tags: , , ,
Current Location: RM12 5JH
Current Mood: tired knackered
Current Music: J. Geils Band - Centerfold

3 comments or Leave a comment
teya_uk From: teya_uk Date: July 23rd, 2007 07:20 am (UTC) (Link)
You're mean, you deserve a slap from Bianca for that!

I've got a Homeserve contract, for household emergencies. I'd forgotten about it, until Richard pointed out that we had water marks on our living room ceiling, directly under the main bathroom. Was gonna call around some plumbers, but gave Homeserve a call, plumber was round 2 hours later, fixed the overflowing toilet, no charge. Might be worth the £10 a month I pay after all ... Having said that, I did pace out where the water marks are, and they seem to be under the bath not toilet, might test it out tonight.
paranoidandroid From: paranoidandroid Date: July 23rd, 2007 08:59 pm (UTC) (Link)
No doubt I'll get worse from her in time to come.

I have a contract thingy - but with British gas... they obviously don't think a lack of hot water is an emergency. :/
sickandpoo From: sickandpoo Date: July 25th, 2007 07:09 am (UTC) (Link)


Damn right he will!!!I cant believe you would do that to me,I had been sooooo nice! hehe
3 comments or Leave a comment