It’s the end of the first month of the year. It’s been a tiring 31 days and I’m not sure if I’m looking forward to February.
Mr R and I are still settling into the new place. We eagerly await our new sofas and dining table (Italian made, assembled in China, coming to the UK by ship, will reach here by March end!!) and make do with our study table in the meantime. Our oven dial’s are misbehaving and the (first-timer)landlord is slightly upset. It’s a machine for God’s sake!
Then we’ve struggled with health problems – ours and other family members. Like Mr R exclaimed the other day : “Why do we have to get old?!”
And then, I’ve just got my provisional driving license in the post today. Gulp!
Re-learning to drive on these hilly slopes should be, ummm, interesting. Watch out for some stories in the near future.
Work wise, a week long exercise in clearing up other people’s mistakes has resulted in last year’s accounts all tallying. For someone who almost flunked Math in SSC, this is nothing short of a miracle. Viva Excel! Income into the charity is about £15,000 more than it was originally calculated and the new numbers now meet my (self-imposed) targets for 2006. Lovely.