D day has arrived.
The phone rang during the weekend and a cheery voice said,
"I'll be there at eight o clock on Monday. One sugar!"
OK!
I have cursed the day when I asked the very good painter and decorator to come and paint my sitting room. I know and like the man. More importantly I trust him....but .....
I am now an old woman . I can't take pictures and curtains down and more importantly put them back up again!
I've had one bad experience of being decorated when I lived in Essex. A job that should have taken a week stretched out to three and the man actually scared me!
Every time I emerged from my bathrooms he was always immediately outside! Even when he was working in a different room!
It got to the stage where I used the loos in the park close by to the amusement of my friends. It wasn't funny!
This man I have no doubts about...but how to explain that I am too old to be moving books by the hundred weight around is one of the problems. I want to tell him not to do a proper job....but I don't want to insult him!
I shall use the stair lift put in for David.. sending cups of tea up the stairs isn't going to be a problem...
But I am anxious....I could end up exhausted if I'm not careful.....
Thank goodness I am away at Christmas . I shall need the rest!
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2 comments:
The painter arrived promptly and took just an hour to dismantle my sitting room. Oh dear!
But he will also put it back once he is finished. Pity he doesn't work in Kent - we'd book him in a flash.
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