I went to bed only slightly too late and woke up early but then my husband showed up an hour earlier than usual because the window guys had said they’d be in between 8 and 9. Which they were, first guy rang the doorbell at 8.10.
The installment went fast and was way less noisy and dusty than I would have thought. Including a lunch break they were all done and gone by 3 pm.
I spent most of the morning sitting around playing silly iPad games and scrolling through Instagram but I did manage the dishes and talk briefly to the boy. I also had plans to call the clinic because of the slightly weird bulge in my neck where my thyroid used to be but then chickened out and wrote an email instead. With bad pictures of my neck attached. Which was what my doctor had told me to do in the first place. I hope I’ll get an answer, otherwise I will have to try calling them some time next week.
Afterwards I decided to bike to the supermarket because of today’s holiday. That went pretty well, even if I had to go to the drugstore as well because I couldn’t get some things at the supermarket.
We had spinach, potatoes and fried eggs for lunch:
I ate a mountain of sweets afterwards. You know, as a little treat. Did I mention that all those „little treats“ over the past week have led to me gaining almost two pounds already? Well, I guess I should find something non-calorific to treat myself with. Maybe naps or something.
These are my new windows, by the way. From the inside:
And from the outside:
When I sent my mother the first picture she said she was envious of my view. Well, don’t be, if you stand only a bit more to the left you are presented with a magnificent few of the neighbor’s garage, stacked tires and their compost heaps.
The windows being done does lift a heavy weight from my shoulders. I’ve been anxious about that window falling off every time I opened it since 2020 or so.
I folded all the laundry, helped my husband decide some things, admired his handiwork because we had another window with issues in the old hallway. The window had sagged so that my mother-in-law couldn’t close it anymore. When I had looked at it (in a hurry) I had found that the hinge had some give so I thought the whole window was lose. We had wanted to talk to the window guys about it but then my husband looked at it properly. It turned out that the thing that wiggled was just the hinge’s plastic cover and when you pulled that off there were the usual screws and such. My husband fetched an Allen wrench, tightened the hinge and – voilà – the window is working again. Phew.
I also printed a stack of grocery lists, found the notice that Microsoft Office couldn’t be updated anymore, bought a license to Office 2021 (no subscription for me, thanks), had to fiddle with the whole installment process until I made it work and am now the proud owner of a version of the bloated office software that everyone uses that is only three years old.
I ate dinner, I talked with the boy some more and delegated the dishes, I finally took a much needed shower, watched an episode of „Handsome Siblings“ (I could do with something actually happening for a change) and went to bed on time because I did not start writing this post in the evening.
Oh, and my doctor actually called me in the afternoon and told me that my thyroid hormones are perfectly fine. Which is great. Really. Only now I need to do something else to fix my tiredness and exhaustion and low energy. Sleep might be an idea…
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