Five Things

1• Yesterday's doctors visit is still fresh in my mind and thoughts about what he has said still rumble round my feeble (possibly folic-acid bereft) brain. I wish I was less of a pussy when it comes to matters like this. Fuck I get nervous just visiting someone in hospital. I don't know where the irrationality or fear comes from, although recently I do know that visiting Mom in a hopsital environment for as long as Dad & I did probably has something to do with it. Guess I don't like having all those sick people around me and departments which all remind me of the illnesses and diseases I could catch? I think WAY too hard about what could be wrong with me all the fucking time - maybe I just need some "nutjob" pills?

2• Have spent a little time with jonathan8  the last couple of days as he trawls Newport for a possible new apartment. The pair of us actually walked just across the street to look at one yesterday afternoon. I wasn't too sure of it - and especially the scary/loud/hyperasfuck landlady - but J seemed to think it might fit the bill. If he gets it, we might just have to buy a set of walkie-talkies?

3• Finally got around to actually doing some painting in the master bedroom, after what has seemed like an AGE prepping the damned space. Sanding the woodwork took "fo'evah", then there was the other various shit that I do to try and make things a little easier before I actually paint, like taping down sheets of plastic over the floor. I've only managed to undercoat one window frame and two doorframes thus far and my target is to (at least) undercoat the rest of the woodwork today. Thanks to Jonathan helping me lug them down there, the doors are in the basement ready to be sanded and painted down there... theoretically easier and less messy than doing it up here. (Apart from the whole "having to lug them down and up stairs" thang?!)

4• The builders/plumbers have not been in contact this week, despite promising they would be back "quickly" to install the loo, sink, faucets etc. I'm not overly concerned right now as it leaves me more free to be able to paint the adjacent bedroom without interruption, but if they don't contact me soon to set up some dates I'll start getting really pissy with them. The builders were gently hustling me for their money last week. They can fuck right off until we have signed the job away "with total satisfaction" as per the original contract I ammended before they put their autographs to it.

5• This weekend holds the possibility of a fun time. Sunday we should be at the GreatAmerica Ball Park in the afternoon for a Reds game (tickets courtesy of MK's boss) plus heading out for a poker evening with more friends. Tomorrow's events are unplanned but we'll think of something I'm sure. There must be shit to return to stores, more shit to buy which we can then return to stores in another couple of weeks time, a house to (definitely) clean properly and tidy, food to find and eat, chairs to slump in and.... a brand new dual-tuner DVR to enjoy... assuming "inshite" don't fuck up their planned delivery and install this afternoon?