Non crafty post
Well that was a week I don’t want to repeat in a hurry.
From last weekend we had the car in the shop getting a new muffler. We were lucky as in that the muffler was the only thing damaged so that is all fixed now and the car no longer sounds like a sick V8 with a vibration.
My husband is covered from head to toe in spots that look like a cross between an allergy and chicken pox. The doctor assures us its just an allergy but we have our doubts as we know of another person that has broken out in them since and their doctor is calling it a mystery virus. Apart from being ridiculously itchy he is healthy enough but excessively spotty.
During the week we were notified that a recently ex-employee had taken his own life.
My beautiful sister ordered me a gift that she had ordered direct for me. It was 2 of the Thug Kitchen cookbooks. I knew about one of them but not that she had ordered 2. I was so excited! until I opened the parcel and found that Thug Kitchen 101 had mysteriously changed appearance over the journey and now was a book about princess’s or something. Sadness then ensued but the fabulous people at Book Depository have been kind enough to rectify this immediately and the correct book has now been dispatched.
We also had the mystery smell. Whilst our Squeak was living the life of the recently coned he had a wee accident on the dining room rug. We took it outside and gave it a bath and left it hanging for a few days over the balcony. Its a fluffy thick wool one so it did take a couple of days to dry, and then rain threatened. So we picked it up and took it downstairs to the garage as it was nearly dry. The next day was a 30 degree scorcher and when we got home the garage, and indeed the entire downstairs, stunk. It didn’t smell like cat pee but we figured that might have been due to cleaning products and wool. So out came the rug and back over the balcony it went BUT the smell didn’t go away. Crap, we thought, its gotten into the garage carpet. An entire can of deodorising carpet cleaner went on this thing and nope, the smell was still there. By this time it had started to change from an unidentifiable general stick to a ‘good god what’s died in here’ stink and on Friday night I pretty much decided that we either had cat poop or a dead rodent down there somewhere. First thing Saturday morning I needed to get some laundry done and that is when I discovered the source of our stink. Our washer is beside our freezer and the smell seemed a little stronger there. The damn freezer was making noise still and sounded like it was working but that’s all the effing thing was doing. That sucker hadn’t worked in at least a week, more likely 2! When I opened the door a blow fly flew out! Everything in it was not only defrosted but warm and exceptionally gross. During clean up there was not a non-gagger amongst us! I am now considering the merits of going vegan because vegetables don’t stink like that when they go off! Because the freezer was full and of the vertical type all the gross meat juice ran down and out the door or the overflowed the drain tray and went all over the carpet. I have now scrubbed the carpet twice and the smell is still there. Mind you this was with general floor cleaner as we had used all the deodorising carpet cleaner on the parts of the carpet that were fine to begin with! ARRRGGGGHHHHHH!!
So now I surrender. I think we have surpassed our quota of mishaps and bad stuff. They come in 3’s my arse, that’s five! Whatever misdeeds myself, spotty and the jobless one have done that has upset the gods so badly, surely we have suffered enough and can now look forward to just as many blessing rolling our way.
At least I bloody well hope that’s the case.