Thursday 12 August 2010

A long day

How blessedly quiet it seems today after yesterday! They eventually left just after 7pm. We then had to leave the central heating full on, thermostat set at 30, for a further 2 hours, to make sure the system settled in.

By 2pm, the need for a loo had become imperative, not to mention the urge to have something to drink. It's a long time to go with no bathroom door for privacy & no water to flush. We asked if it was okay if we went out for a couple of hours. They agreed. We left a mobile phone number in case of emergency. (Thank goodness, too, for that bit of modern technology.) Off we went first to Morrisons & their loos. Once that was done, we arranged to meet PD for a couple of hours at the Pub.

By the time we left there we felt more able to cope with the home invasion. We stopped at Morrisons again on the way home just in case the water wasn't back on. That took longer than expected. I waited 15 minutes outside the locked disabled toilet. In the end the Fox went to get assistance as we feared someone had collapsed inside & was lying unconscious. It was empty. The store reckoned some youths had discovered a way of locking it from the outside as a prank. I didn't wait for the explanation. I just hastily got inside.

Home, we discovered the water was just going on. The job was done. They just had to get the boiler fired up - a harder task than expected because of the number of air-locks, they'd already been trying since 4pm - & to finish tidying up.

They will be back later today to brick up the hole in the wall where the vent from the old boiler used to be & to check all went well. But that won't be until this afternoon.

Faced with the prospect of sweltering through 2 hours of semi-tropical heat, we decided to go down to our local village pub for a meal. And a very good chicken & ham pie it was too. When we got home we flung open all the windows, letting a cold gale blow through the building. The moment it reached 9pm the heating went off. The windows stayed open.

Now we just have to get ourselves sorted out. All the clutter that usually inhabits the laundry room can go back, though I'm not entirely sure where just yet as a shelf has had to be removed in the process & it can't go back where it was. The airing cupboard base also needs filling with its clutter of cleaning things, loo paper etc.

But life will get back to normal. And, hopefully, come the winter, all the hassle will seem worthwhile.

One good thing did get done. We managed to find someone to come & sit with me on Friday so the Fox will be able to go to his carers' course on Friday without having to worry about how I'm managing. He is reluctant to leave me long on my own for fear I'll have an accident or not be able to get up from the loo etc. The course organisers will pay, so we don't even have to worry about the cost, though we had arranged to get some free respite vouchers from the council to pay ourselves. Still they may come in useful another time, when the Fox wants to do something or is ill himself.

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