Arb Stuff Today

Here is some stuff (Read: meaningless boring crap) from this week-end.

The boys are with their dad this week-end, so it is just me again. I chose to spend Friday night and Saturday basically alone. I relish quiet alone time now. I love it. I love my own thoughts and space and just musing to myself and listening to music etc.

On Friday night, like a fucking moron, I closed the garage door on my car as I was reversing. We were in a hurry to get the boys to cubs, and had been worried that Roxy was going to dash out as we were leaving, so I was going to close it quickly. Quinn then wanted to jump out and go hold her and he started opening the door - while I was reversing! - and I told him to close the door and stay put, and next thing I knew there was a lovely loud scraping sound and the garage door was on the car! I couldn't really blame anyone but myself, I must have somehow pressed the button without realising it while watching dog, child, rear-view mirror etc etc. So now I have scratched the roof of my car and the aerial is broken off and the roof is slightly dented where the aerial was attached. Gah. Very annoyed with myself about that, and SO unlike me too! Buggery fuck!

Yesterday I woke up ridiculously early. 4:45am!!! WTF!? I forced myself to go back to sleep, and then I woke up again an hour later and decided that was it. I got some coffee and drank it in bed, while Roxy came and went being all cute. After a while I was playing with her; hiding away so that when she came back into the room she couldn't find me, or I would crouch behind the door and jump out and give her a fright as she came into the room, and then we'd roll around laughing. (I really must grow up!) So I was giggling and feeling all fuzzy about her and thinking, WHY did I never really like dogs before?? They are so fun and cute....And then I was reminded. I walked down the passage to find that she had taken my bra - ok I had left it lying on the floor, but still - and had chewed it up! Hello, what's that about!? I couldn't really get upset about it, even though I was a tad miffed. It was actually one of my favourite bras, just comfy and nice looking, pretty but practical too - just right. But I did get it at a factory shop and it only cost something like R20, and I have had it for 2-3 years. So I guess I can cope with it ;)

Then I ran, the long way, to the gym and jumping on 'my' Power Plate. 10 minutes later a class was starting, and they had a space open so I decided to do the class. OMW there were 3-4 things that were mega though. OUCH!

After walking around the shops and then back home I took Roxy to the park, where she gamboled around while I lay in the grass. She would play for a bit and then come over to me to be slapped around a little (she seems to like that!) and then she'd go frolic again. It was lovely.

Then I went off to P'nP Hypermarket to get a new Vacuum cleaner and some groceries etc. When I got home I was going to wash my car, but decided to do some pool maintenance quickly first. BIG mistake. It was so frustrating! The weir cover was stuck. It has been cracked for a while now. My man-handling it to get it off finally broke it! Nooo! Then I struggled to get the other cover by the filter off. The thread on the thing is rusted so you need to be really strong to turn it. No matter how much I willed myself to be stronger it just didn't want to budge. It's times like these that it is so frustrating to be a girl, with physical limitations, and have to sometimes admit defeat. To be willing, and even have the know-how, but not be ABLE to do stuff. I hate that!

I eventually managed to do it, and I oiled and waxed it too, so hopefully it wont be so hard next time. But now the pool is full of dust and leaves from all the wind and the Kreepy doesn't work because the weir cover is broken. I went an bought a new one but it doesn't quite fit and doesn't seal so there is not enough suction to get the Kreepy to work. CRAP! I eventually got fed up at 18:30 and gave up on it all and went to sit on the couch in a 'rit of fealous jage' (as my dad would say). After drinking a Savannah (quite fast too) I realised Canal Walk was still open, and then got the idea in my head that it MUST be fixed. So off I went. Looking a bit worse for wear. Er I was still in sweaty gym clothes and peaked cap - but I had at least taken my shorts off and pulled on the previous day's cargo pants. Plumbers crack & all. LOL. I actually saw my (yummy) manager while marching through Canal Walk and I ducked away as I was not going to socialise in that state! LOL.

I was in such a good mood though giggling and smiling at an SMS conversation I was having and getting some odd stares from people.

This is completely arb but listen to this. I bought puppy food at the Hyper yesterday for R51.99. It had a R15 off voucher with it. SCORE! Anyway the cashier didn't use the damn voucher. So when I went to Canal Walk I took it with me. Hey, it was FIFTEEN RONT. So bokkie there says no they can't refund the voucher, since I bought it at P'nP HYPER and they are P'nP SUPERmarket. Which are 'totally different'. Erm ok whatever. So I say, 'But hang on I have previously bought stuff at a hyper and returned it at a super'. And she agrees that that can be done... So I say, 'Ok fine I'll give it back then, I don't want it'. She's like ok that's fine and proceeds to refund me. She then finds it only costs R44.99 there. So the supervisor comes over and they manually refund the rest. So I get all R52 back.

I then went straight into the shop and bought the SAME THING for R44.99, and handed over my voucher and got R15 off! Where the fuck is the logic in that!? Laugh my ass off. I mean really. So instead of just taking the voucher and giving me R15, they effectively gave me R22! Hahahaha! Dumb asses.

I also got what I hope is an appropriate glue (an epoxy) and mixed some up and fixed my weir cover. By then it was 9pm, and time to stop! I am thinking I really should find something more fun to do on my week-ends off, rather than trying to be a DIY whizz!