Well it really rained this morning in the city. There were men employed to come and get the washing machine which is going to stay at a friend's house. Mum had also cleared the cupboards out, and had some bags of stuff for the charity shop. V they said they would be here at 9am, but still not here at 11.30am. At midday the real estate agent bought a couple round. Mum sat outside as the rain finally cleared.
Finally at 1.30pm they arrived. Mum wished she took a photo of the guy carrying the washing machine down 3 flights of stairs on his shoulder. They only took 10 minutes to load up so mum is pleased to have more space.
She went for a walk, as she had been inside all weekend. Now dinner is cooking and packing is going ahead.
What a week!!
Showing posts with label Jobs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Jobs. Show all posts
Monday, February 13, 2017
Saturday, September 15, 2012
Caturday Jobs
Caturday is jobs day. That means wake my mum up when the alarm goes off, so that she can read her book and then fall asleep again for a little lie in. Then I had to snoopervise the removal of the sheets and clothes into the washing machine and drier.
I had to have a little cat nip while mum went to the fruit and veg market, and then helped her in the garden. She went out for dinner with a bestie, which was ok, they felt brave and tried somewhere new, but found it a bit pricey and the food was only so, so. They wanted to watch the rugby, but wanted somewhere they could sit down and watch, and luckily the place they went to had nice leather couches available in front of the fire and big screen tv.
The All Blacks were this week playing South Africa in Dunedin, and the All Blacks won - luckily. That made mum and the rest of the pub very pleased, and mum and her bestie were able to leave and be home at a respectable time of 9.45pm. Time to watch a bit of Antiques Roadshow, then mum will help me put the bed together and we can have lights out by 11pm.
Mum says that middle aged life is a busy one. What would I know - I am only five years old.
I had to have a little cat nip while mum went to the fruit and veg market, and then helped her in the garden. She went out for dinner with a bestie, which was ok, they felt brave and tried somewhere new, but found it a bit pricey and the food was only so, so. They wanted to watch the rugby, but wanted somewhere they could sit down and watch, and luckily the place they went to had nice leather couches available in front of the fire and big screen tv.
The All Blacks were this week playing South Africa in Dunedin, and the All Blacks won - luckily. That made mum and the rest of the pub very pleased, and mum and her bestie were able to leave and be home at a respectable time of 9.45pm. Time to watch a bit of Antiques Roadshow, then mum will help me put the bed together and we can have lights out by 11pm.
Mum says that middle aged life is a busy one. What would I know - I am only five years old.
Thursday, January 14, 2010
Jobs
Last night, I was playing outside until 2am. That is because it is rubbish night here in the city, and there are lots of lovely sniffy things plonked outside peoples houses. The neighbourhood kitties are all on patrol real late.

Mum still has her cold, so I still have to play nurse kitty. I tell you, it's a tough life.
Off to catch some zzzzzs. Mum says thanks for the well wishes.
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