I didn't sleep that well
last night; fretting about that over which I have absolutely no
control. Some people have the ability not to worry about those sorts
of things. I wish I could switch off like that. I lay awake stroking
my dog for much of the night trying to sleep.
I gave up shortly after
7am and spent a little while seeing if geo-puzzles would take my mind
off of worries. They didn't really.
I took "Furry
Face TM" for a walk round the park. He's a
funny little dog. Before brekkie I saw he had a very full bladder; it
is rather obvious. I took him into the garden where he didn't really
do that for which I had sent him out. But as we walked round the park
so he emptied his bladder one drip at a time every few yards.
Admittedly we were out
rather earlier than usual, but it was *cold*. As we walked
people were scraping the ice from their cars. And even the slower
parts of the river had a thin sheet of ice on them.
We came home and I told
the power company our electic and gas meter readings. Having entered
them onto the website the thing had a little think and then announced
that I was over five hundred pounds in credit with them.
I sighed a little at
this. This is an ongoing "thing" with the power
company. At first sight I thought I was entitled to a serious refund.
But a closer examination revealed a different story. Every monthly
payment I make doesn't pay the bill at all. Instead the money goes
into some sort of holding account where it stays until such time as
their automated system says a payment is due. At that time it dips
into the holding account for however much it wants. The power company
doesn't seem to have actually taken anything since last August. I
expect that far from being over five hundred pounds in credit, the
thing will demand a payment tomorrow and then tell me that this
£526.11 doesn't come close to what I actually owe.
We shall see.
Women's Hour was on the
radio as I drove to work. I had half a mind to turn it off; usually
that show is nothing more than a soapbox for opinionated misandrists.
But today's was quite interesting featuring an interview with women
survivalists preparing for armageddon. Apparently there is a growning
number of women stockpiling tins of food and bottles of water in
their basements in preparation for when the bomb drops.
I got to work and had a
far better day than I was hoping for. I might blog about it over on
adulldayatwork dot blogspot dot com eventually. But not now.
A late start made for a
late finish. But despit the late finish we had a rather good bit of
scoff and watched the Christmas episode of "Benidorm".
I quite like that show...
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