Thursday, October 17, 2019

I wish spring would make up its mind, cold or warm

A very good saying especially for someone with a volcanic temper and a wicked back hander with a geologist's pick.

This morning I was woken up by the cat who roared into my ear while staring at my eyes. No kibble since Sunday but it's being delivered this morning, I've told him that several times. It's not like he couldn't live off his fat until Christmas but a cat of habit demands that all bowls be filled, for snacking, all day, every day.  He took his own photo the other night trying to knock the camera out of my hand so as soon as I remember how to do it, I'll post it here.

Still no computer chair, no table up either.  I can't even get the table parts out of the box and couldn't move the chair box.  I need an all round handy man and yes Highriser I am looking at you.  You'll even get paid. I need new taps in the bathroom and a handheld shower spray. Put up the chair, put up the table, put the passage door back up. I found out the hard way that does take two people.  Plus an hour or two at the big green shed, I need a cheap chandelier, a light for the kitchen since one fluro globe is going and I put the pantry light on so I won't set fire to the tea towell, again.  Steel hand rails at the back steps, hand rail in the shower but I might need an expert for those. I'm sure there are several more things on the list.  It doesn't need to be done in one day but if you are passing the house, please come and put my chair together. 

I'm thinking of shutting down my Facebook.  Daughter in law is shutting hers down so I won't be able to get any more photos of my girls. I never have liked Facebook, it just didn't make sense to me. I am looking into Instagram as long as I don't have to use mine, I still shake when I take a photo.

I will get around to answering all comments but I haven't been the best. I'm waiting for Karma to do its work.
Bank scam is working overtime so be careful. Their mistake was in telling me $2000 was taking from my credit card which is not an amount I'll ever see again on any credit card. He recovered quickly and said it was my debit card and the amount was $20. I told him to give it up and find someone who wasn't a poor pensioner.

I'm not that poor that I couldn't pay a handyman though.


Beth Waltz said...

"...set fire to the tea towel, again"? Again? Dear JahTeh, that is a particularly ominous "again". Please add a small fire extinguisher to your LIST. (I give them as wedding presents, attached to a gift-wrapped one-dish cookbook.)

Andrew said...

Sorry, this person is too old and too lazy. Scammers are becoming much more skilled at their jobs. Not sure how the innocent and inexperienced can be protected. You and R could catch up for coffee and you can both whinge to each other about the spring weather. Spring is changeable.

JahTeh said...

Beth, A new cooker which has a wok burner at the front and I'm not used to a huge flame. Frightened the life out of me when I first lit it. One of my neighbours was so bad in the kitchen she had a fire extinguisher at each end of the kitchen.

Andrew, lazy swine, at least R wouldn't grumble at the mess I'm in. Did you notice that they now post if a asthma thunderstorm is expected? I have never sneezed as much as this last month, sometimes 7 in a row.

River said...

Andrew, too old and too lazy? Tut Tut. At least give her a hand with the chair.
R works with helping older people, would he know anyone reliable to help JahTeh?

JahTeh make it a rule never to have any teatowels anywhere near the stove.

If my brother was in Melbourne I might ask him to spare you a day and get the lights sorted. I'd pay him of course, if he agreed to do it for you, but I'm not sure where he is. He's left Adelaide.

River said...

My brother is currently up in the Pilbara region, wherever that is. Have to drag out the map and find it.

R.H. said...

Earlier post: "I remember the time when you bought a chair and it arrived standing up, not lolling around in a box....."

You write some of the funniest stuff I've seen. Really, you should be a newspaper columnist. At the least.

Greetings to all my darlings. I'm in Ballarat and it snowed on me.

Local heart-throb.

R.H. said...

I found your address but lost it again. How annoying. Next time it shows itself I'll drop you a line. There now, and you were thinking your life lacked excitement, ha ha!

PS: When you come here we'll do The Pride of Erin in town hall
gardens. I hope it won't be snowing.

homophobe, racist, misogynist, fare evader.

R.H. said...

Well look, all this is just a one-off visit. Just to exhibit my longevity. My niece came here and I gave her a little tour, we were looking for the old orphanage and ended up on the freeway. I wound it to one hundred and thirty and she got hysterical, more worried about breaking the law than getting killed. Well darlings if I'd never broken the law I'd have died long ago. Truly.

Associate of freaks and deadbeats.

JahTeh said...

Robert, how lovely to see you still alive but disappointed that in all these years I have not reformed you from homophobia,racism, misogyny or fare evading. Still snow dropping? OH I see the other kind of snow, the cold stuff. Your gifts are still hanging beside the computer and I think of you often considering how many bloggers have wished you dead over the years and some of them were freaks but not at your level.
Almost a year since Mother died, 16th December, time flies. And with the de-cluttering I found 3 Christmas cards from you and you'd put a stamp on them instead of cheating the Post. Maybe I did reform you a little. I shouldn't crow, I'm still peeling the unfranked ones off my mail.
Call in any time, I'll still be here and will answer you.

R.H. said...

They reckon Harry Lauder was so cheap he'd stand on a corner holding a slice of bread waiting for a traffic jam.

My sister, Mad Lynette (who furnished her brand new house from the local tip) would outdo Harry.

Time flies indeed - mother calling you on her phone asking where you'd hid her phone. Greatly missed. Truly.

Thanks for that last sentence, you dear thing.