Delivered this morning, all nice and shiny ready for the housewarming which will be partly cocktails and partly whatever people bring along because not everyone’s playing ball. I’m not annoyed at people for wanting to bring other drinks, I understand that people don’t always like the same drinks but the whole point of asking people to shotgun an alcohol was to make sure we don’t double up.
Are you ever the half of a couple who is known to be the organised one? Hairy, for all his amazing qualities, is a scatter brain and has been providing affirmative opinions about the housewarming but mostly standing back and letting me organise it. I don’t mind this, but it bamboozles me when people ask him for details because he hasn’t got a clue! His social life is written down in my diary otherwise he forgets. OK, maybe he isn’t quite as bad as I’ve made him out to be, but he’s still pretty pants.
Had a chance to chat to my sister yesterday and confirm our Christmas plans well in advance so we know what’s going on. Hairy’s nicked my card today so that he can pay for my ticket to his work Christmas dinner because although we’re both broke, he’s slightly more broke than me until tomorrow when he gets paid.
Also good news on the silly business with the electricity provider! I’ve been going through all the old post I can find and ruthlessly opening anything from EDF that’s addressed to our landlord in case it has the bill in it. I found a letter yesterday that says the bill for our flat from 24th August to 24th October is about £80, which is way less than I was expecting it to be. Yay woop!
I’m off now, got a saga to read and analyse, plus yet more cleaning.