Life throws interesting wobbles from time to time.
I received a phone call yesterday. It was a chap with an English accent who wanted to come and measure up the house. Could he come tomorrow? I said fine and at what time? He said half eight in the morning. I told him not to be daft, that such a time doesn’t exist as the day usually starts at around eleven. But he insisted that such a time did exist and he couldn’t come any other time. *sigh*
So I set an alarm. It managed to wake me and I got up, fired the dog out the front door and then poured a scalding cup of tea on Herself to wake her up. That worked. At half past eight on the dot the chap arrived. A nice friendly chap who set to work with measuring tapes and laser beams. He went all around the Manor leaving no granite rock unturned. He filled reams of paper on his clipboard with little sketches and diagrams, all in the name of upgrading my house to protect it from Climate Change or something.
He then went outside again and drilled a hole in the outside wall under Herself’s window. That scared the shite out of her and guaranteed she was awake, as if the scalding tea hadn’t worked. I calmed her down and said he was nearly finished. Then he drilled another hole in the outside wall beside her bed. She shat herself again.
He finally finished up and said he had all the details needed. Apparently they are going to pump the cavity with foam in the main part of the South Wing and then add an outside layer of insulation on the wall beside the back yard. Also he told me that because of some reason or other we qualify for new double glazed windows where they are single glazed. This will include Herself’s room, and to my surprise, all the windows in the North Wing. This last bit was good news as the old frames were rotten and the glass was about to fall out. I had been meaning to replace them sometime anyway, but now the Gubmint are going to do them for nothing. Happy days.
I’m to expect a team of contractors to arrive and fill all my cavities with foam and put in new windows. But not tomorrow. Maybe a bit later. I was told to ring the office if they haven’t arrived by the New Year.
On top of all that, I finally solved a computer problem [getting little programmes to run on a server] that has been bugging me for days.
For once I’m in a good mood.