[grump] Right - I want my Friday refunded...
It started with a phone call from the
Furniture Mill, the people providing us with our new sofas. Ken took it as I wasn't yet awake. Heh. They can't make the covers in the material we chose.
They wait til Friday of the week
they were supposed to be bloody delivered to tell us. Miffed? Damn right.
So after taking Raptor to the vet - nowt serious, just to get some Frontline - I left Ken to carry her back (because I can't even safely lift the carrier any more, my hands just won't do it) while I went over to the place to collect the samples swatch to bring home so we could decide on an alternative. Growling all the way. They were very apologetic, said they'd only discovered two days ago that they couldn't use our preferred material, but the frames had been made and we'd have the furniture in another two weeks...
We've opted for a colour/pattern scheme that actually fits better in the lounge than the one we'd originally chosen, although it's a little paler and less 'formal' (which is probably more suitable for us). I'm still disappointed though. Ken took the swatch back and argued them into giving us free delivery, under the circumstances, which helps a little.
Then I found Kai had gone to school without his gym shorts, which were on our radiator - this right after getting a letter last week from the school stressing how important it was for all the sprogs to wear the correct uniform. (Everyone got the letter, not just Kai.) Though actually that was OK because he'd grabbed his old John Cabot CTC shorts (as opposed to the new John Cabot Academy ones; they're identical except for the name) so didn't get into trouble.
Then another spotty young oik knocked very quietly on the door (instead of using the screaming door bell) and in hurrying to answer I managed to put too much weight on my under the desk
exercise pedals and heard something snap. [growl] When I got back from answering the door - "No, we are perfectly happy with our gas supplier, now
go away" - I found the shorter legs are no longer fixed and the thing's wobbly and unusuable.
AARRGGHH.
THEN I installed the Supanames cgi pack I upgraded to yesterday on my JAT site and Ken tried to get the Haadri mailing list working. [sigh] Error page after error page. I've had to email Supanames technical support, who are usually pretty good, but in the meantime I've wasted several hours of my precious time.
But Kai was feeling chatty when he got home, so we sat and talked about his school for a while. They're studying
Frankenstein in English, and had a fun class the other day. The teacher showed them pictures of monsters, starting with the zombie with its arm hanging off and various body bits missing, and growing progressively more normal-looking as he clicked through. Then the kids had to discuss which they found the scariest - the point being, of course, to show that the most frightening monster is the one that looks like your next door neighbour (no, not Dave next door!) but is thoroughly evil inside.
They're studying the bible in RE. Kai's annoyed about it, as he'd much rather be finding out about Buddhism, Hinduism and other world religions, and I have the sneaking suspicion he points out the bible's innumerable contradictions and inconsistencies to the teacher. Today they were discussing whether Jesus was actually an historical figure, as depicted in the gospels. I think the general consensus was that he probably did exist, but the proof was
very thin on the ground (and I gather the teacher used Josephus as one of her proofs, and I understand that those passages are of, shall we say,
questionable authenticity...) But at least the teacher isn't prosetylizing, and the kids seem to be being taught to think critically.
They're still doing rugby in outdoor sports (on Wednesday), which he really hates (and quite frankly isn't built for: he's skinny and wiry, taking after Ken rather than me). His homework this week was to watch a game in the World Cup to see how it should be played, which he did with much reluctance and scuttled off to bed early to avoid having to sit through the second half. If that's what it's called. But he doesn't mind indoor gym so much. They've been doing balances and patterns, and today had a sort of competition. He thought that the team that won wasn't as good as the team that came second...
The last class of the week is design, and they're designing hats. He tells me he's not enjoying the class as much as he hoped, as the teacher is a bit moody - but he went on to say that things are a little chaotic at the school as a whole at the moment and she's new, which probably explains a lot.
Kai took my exercise pedals to bits this evening, and between them he and Ken think they can fix the thing. Although they'll need a no 6 metal drill bit (Ken has 5.5 and 6.5...) so it'll probably be Sunday before it's done, as they're planning a trip to Avon Valley Country Park tomorrow. Kai wants to ride the miniature railway...
OK - back to work. I need to do some minor tweaks, but otherwise the font is just about ready. Hopefully I can get the font creator downloaded over the weekend - not going to risk it tonight, I'd probably break the internet - and have it operational next week.
Labels: John Cabot, nothing's ever easy 'round here...
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Joules *Dances with Haddock* Taylor
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