So Julia, what else do you do?

Well, how kind of you to ask.  Wait, no, I asked.  And that's because I want you to know.  We're all rushing around running homes and doing domestics chores continually, some of us do the cooking as well.  I maintain the 'office' side of Mr Dunnit's Joinery business from home.  Mostly, that involves, book-keeping, sundry paperwork, phone calls and deliveries.  I like doing the deliveries. For some reason it makes me feel I'm doing a 'real' job-  and I really like turning up at a building site in my little green Yaris. There'a always surprise about how much 'stuff' I can get in it.  Mostly they think it very amusing that the van is in use so I've used the car.  I'm not sure why.  But it's fun.  Yesterday, I did a job that was not so much fun.  
To spare a long detailed blah: there's a new greenhouse, victorian style.  Mr D manufactured it and part of the deal was to re-use the existing glass.  Ok.  So as they dismantle the old one, it becomes apparent that they'll need to clean off the glass.  Scrape off the old putty from both sides, scrape off any residual paint from both sides and clean both sides with a proprietary brand glass cleaner.   Well, here at Pennant Joinery we don't have youth opportunity type people, apprentices, indeed, anyone except him and me.  And he's busy.  And Miss D is back at College.  And the installers are waiting.

It got so boring and mind numbing that I did them in batches of twenty pieces.  After about 9 kerjillion pieces I moved inside and actually spread a tarp on the floor in the lounge room so I could watch TV whilst working.  I NEVER watch daytime TV...it just doesn't occur to me to switch it on when there's radio in every room of the house.  So I did 5 hours of scrape, squirt polish, scrape squirt polish.  And my mind wandered.  I didn't do much watching, but I listened to some amazing TV.  Who knew...Maury?!  America's Next Top Model  (why do they scream)?  Wow.  Of course, I did it all, there's a deadline for installation and I wasn't about to be the one to let the installers down.  But I want everyone to know - my arm, neck and shoulder are sore from scrape squirt polish...I'm such a baby that I had to take a paracetamol just so I could get to sleep last night!  As day jobs go, you can keep this. I may have guilt over making time each day to do some crafting, but not enough to make me wanna help out like this all the time!


Here's summat you may want to know about.......

Kraft Crazy is at Station Road, Tidworth, Hants SP9 7NN.  Shopkeeper Gal does not pay or bribe me to expose her in this way.  But we're friends, and why shouldn't I expose her, huh!