As in “Down to Earth with a…”
Re-entry into normal life after a holiday is seldom easy, though it is always lovely to be at home with the cats again. This time round, though, we seem to have hit a dozen domestic obstacles and have been completely derailed.
First there was the plague of flies. Yuck. Neither we nor the cooncil’s pest controller could find the source, so it is assumed that something must have died under the floorboards, or in one or other of the invisible nooks and crannies that an old house harbours, and we basically have to tough it out with traps etc until the something is all used up and the flies move on.
But then in dealing with the flies, we managed to break the bathroom blind, so we have to sort that out too. And when the blind came crashing to the floor, revealing the state of the window behind, we also realised we would have to do some decorating before installing anything new. Still, it is the right season for decorating – and for being blindless – since the evenings are long and light, so we made a start.
And promptly came down with a virus. S went first, which at least allowed me time to fulfil some teaching commitments last week, but I then lost the weekend in a fevered daze and am only just vertical again today. Meanwhile, the decorating remains in limbo, as do the cats, since they must be kept out of areas treated with fly poison…
I think I am ready for another holiday, to be honest!