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Good things. The £500 extra working tax credit COVID bonus hit our bank account this morning. It's already been split up, a chunk going into savings, some bills paid and also means we don't have to worry about paying the arranged monthly vet bill this month.
Disappointing things. The assessor came out, took up some floorboards and then said there's not enough room under the floor for his company to do the insulation. Now, the man from the actual green grant scheme said they'd be doing it from above while this man said it was from below so I've no idea what's going to happen now. Because this stage can't happen we won't get the new boiler either. Guess it's just a case of waiting now.
Sad things. Kayleigh's had to take her oldest cat to the vets. Mr Tumnus is 16 and has been poorly and it turns out he's got pancreatitis, but they're also waiting to see what his bloods say as he could also have other issues. I've been messaging her all morning and she's in bits waiting to hear the results. He has to stay at the vets for the weekend regardless, but more bad news on top of the pancreatitis could result in them having to go for the saddest option.
And Kayleigh has just phoned, his bloods have came back fine apart from the pancreatitis and apparently after fluids he's perked up loads and may come home tonight along with a boatload of meds. Cats man, they always make you worry.
Messy things. While waiting for Kayleigh to phone I decided to use the cookie mix and make some cookies. Softened the butter nicely, went to get the flour to roll them out and knocked some spice bottles down, which knocked the salt down, which knocked over my chicken basket full of eggs which smashed on the floor. Those cookies better be tasty!
Disappointing things. The assessor came out, took up some floorboards and then said there's not enough room under the floor for his company to do the insulation. Now, the man from the actual green grant scheme said they'd be doing it from above while this man said it was from below so I've no idea what's going to happen now. Because this stage can't happen we won't get the new boiler either. Guess it's just a case of waiting now.
Sad things. Kayleigh's had to take her oldest cat to the vets. Mr Tumnus is 16 and has been poorly and it turns out he's got pancreatitis, but they're also waiting to see what his bloods say as he could also have other issues. I've been messaging her all morning and she's in bits waiting to hear the results. He has to stay at the vets for the weekend regardless, but more bad news on top of the pancreatitis could result in them having to go for the saddest option.
And Kayleigh has just phoned, his bloods have came back fine apart from the pancreatitis and apparently after fluids he's perked up loads and may come home tonight along with a boatload of meds. Cats man, they always make you worry.
Messy things. While waiting for Kayleigh to phone I decided to use the cookie mix and make some cookies. Softened the butter nicely, went to get the flour to roll them out and knocked some spice bottles down, which knocked the salt down, which knocked over my chicken basket full of eggs which smashed on the floor. Those cookies better be tasty!