It was quite simple,
all I had to do was find
a glazier,
(air gun pellet hole in window pane)
a fencer,
(next door's fallen over fence, which will never be repaired
if the last sixteen years are anything to go by)
a pond mender,
(leaking and frogs already advancing with intent to breed)
and a decorator,
(hideous yellow patch as result of leaking roof)
ring them up
and get them round to give estimates.
How many of these things did I achieve?
Correct.
Picasso's
Woman at the end of her tether.
Possibly.
I'd cut that list down a bit, if I were you - yes, the frogs might welcome a bit of prompt home maintenance, but you could just sellotape over the hole in the window, ignore the damp stain for a while, and leave the fence for another year. 17 years is hardly different from 16....
ReplyDeleteSee? Easy. No need to go green in the face.
Yours,
Mrs Sloven
Word!
ReplyDeleteI know that feeling. Sometimes I find, and this sounds a bit odd, that I have to stand outside myself and almost be someone else, to get things done - or started even.
ReplyDeleteBut frogs and a pond (even a leaky one) now that's an achievement. I'd love a pond, we have frogs but the pond is on the 'to do' list which is now so long it stretches almost three times round the moon and back again!
I sympathize Lucille