2017-09-27 – Service parts

I need to locate a box full of service parts for my car today, otherwise my service is going to cost considerably more than it should.  I know the box is in the house, so there is a limit to how difficult it should be to locate – at least, I thought so.

I spend quite some time in the loft, shifting boxes around to see if my service parts box is hiding behind them.  By the time I have finished, I’m pretty certain it’s not in the loft.

The spare bedroom is next – there is all manner of stuff under the bed, so I spend a while scrabbling around under the bed until I’m almost sure that what I seek isn’t there.

There’s a cupboard full of boxes in the main bedroom, so I do what I can to search through them without actually emptying the cupboard.  Doesn’t appear to be in there, either.

I check in the conservatory.  No.

In desperation I check the garden shed.  Nope!

I’m running out of places to look, but there’s a small landing through a door in the main bedroom – it’s piled high with boxes, and it’s my final hope.   The door to the landing is inaccessible at the moment, so I clear a path to the door.  I lift a box from the top of the stack to reveal… my box of parts – success!!   That means that I don’t have to ask my wife to find it when she gets home!

I bump into one of our neighbours when I take the dog for her second walk of the day, and broach the subject of some curtains for some French windows that they have been discussing with my wife.   The husband doesn’t want a curtain, but the wife does, and she has told my wife to ignore her husband and to make the curtains.  My wife feels stressed by being caught in the middle, and asked me to discuss the situation with the husband, when I had a chance.   After a lengthy discussion with him (and his wife), it seemed that the situation was unchanged – he doesn’t want curtains there, and she does.   “Where does that leave us?” I asked the husband, as we walked away from the battlefield.  “Nowhere!” he replied, “tell your wife we don’t want a curtain, although I may have to change my mind if my wife insists!”.   I think his wife will insist, but the current situation is hardly likely to alleviate the stress that my wife is feeling.

My motivation is still down the toilet, but I have managed to achieve something today, so I don’t feel too wretched.  Tremor in my left leg is becoming a real nuisance, and I have no further adjustment available to me on group “A” settings (my old settings).   I try changing my neurostimulator to group “B” settings to see if I can adjust out my tremor that way, but I can’t, so I revert to group “A”.  I think I’m going to have to return to the hospital for a re-tune in the next couple of weeks.

I have a quick tidy up before my wife gets home, and put dinner on (leftover chilli con carne).  I take some CBD oil to see if that will help my tremor, and then we settle down in front of the telly to watch another episode of Dexter on Netflix.

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