We bought a drill last week… which may not have been a good move given my history. My first real contact with a drill was when my Dad had left one out on my grandparent’s kitchen table to do some sort of handy work so naturally I was drawn to it and managed to drill a small but noticeable hole in their table… oops. The second time I used a drill I was lent one by a much loved colleague, “borrow the non electric one because you can’t break that”… then I dropped it and it broke in half. Oops. THIS time went a lot better, observe our boiler room where we do our laundry.
And now observe there are some shelves.
So that went OK until this set up on the right turned out to be too heavy so I had to distribute the weight and involve a bit of Gorilla Glue. As a new home owner I’ve discovered that Gorilla Glue is absolutely necessary.
I’ve also been signing up for a new agency job to get a few extra hours every now and then and when you join up to a lot of new jobs here you need to take a drugs test. So I had to drive bloody miles to take a drugs test and when I got there, next door to the building that ran drugs tests was a Planned Parenthood – in the car park there was some crazy protesters. I thought that only happened on TV… jeez.
We had a game night this week.
And I learnt how to play Uno and Dreidel.
I used my new drill skills to install a key safe in case Kim locks us out again.
Kim’s parents came over and I successfully made a pavlova.
And then last night we went to Harry Potter in concert where an orchestra played the sound track to Harry Potter live alongside the film which was good. The first movie came out in 2001 and it looks so old now, I hadn’t watched it in years.
So that was my week.