My young friend and former colleague Adrienne came over today with her four-year-old to fetch their cookie tin. It was a short visit but a lovely one; Mum enjoyed the kid's antics greatly. It's so rare that we'd have visitors; and hardly ever from our own family. They all do so as if they had all the time in the world; well, Mum hasn't! But I stopped trying to persuade them about that. If they don't feel the need to see the only one left from the eldest generation, it's their loss.
Other than that, not much happened. The flat opposite ours was being emptied, at least partially, as the blind lady had died a month or so previously. I wonder who'll come and live in it. In our corridor, four of the five families that inhabit it have been living here since 1977, when the house was built, and the fifth one came only a couple of years later. It will be odd to get used to someone new. I hope they'll be nice. The older one gets, the more one values one's peace and quiet.
No creative efforts were done today, partly due to the visitors, partly due to the fact that I had to deal with Vodafone's customer service for a long and exhausting half-hour. Why a phone company can't keep a line where one can actually hear the administrator properly is beyond me. Asking everything twice and thrice cost me my last nerves, as the Germans would say.
As for cooking, I repurposed the rest of the Easter ham, and some leftover creme freche and grated Gouda cheese into a noodle dish. Made enough for two days, so I won't have to cook tomorrow, yay! I intend to bind the baby books tomorrow, seeing that I'll have to start a new one, soon - another grandchild has announced her coming by one of my former colleagues. :)
Other than that, not much happened. The flat opposite ours was being emptied, at least partially, as the blind lady had died a month or so previously. I wonder who'll come and live in it. In our corridor, four of the five families that inhabit it have been living here since 1977, when the house was built, and the fifth one came only a couple of years later. It will be odd to get used to someone new. I hope they'll be nice. The older one gets, the more one values one's peace and quiet.
No creative efforts were done today, partly due to the visitors, partly due to the fact that I had to deal with Vodafone's customer service for a long and exhausting half-hour. Why a phone company can't keep a line where one can actually hear the administrator properly is beyond me. Asking everything twice and thrice cost me my last nerves, as the Germans would say.
As for cooking, I repurposed the rest of the Easter ham, and some leftover creme freche and grated Gouda cheese into a noodle dish. Made enough for two days, so I won't have to cook tomorrow, yay! I intend to bind the baby books tomorrow, seeing that I'll have to start a new one, soon - another grandchild has announced her coming by one of my former colleagues. :)
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Date: 2024-04-02 08:18 pm (UTC)Sad news about the blind lady. Hope you get a lovely new neighbour. We could use a new neighbour, our current one has dogs that bark through the night and revs his car engine (loudly) at all hours.
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Date: 2024-04-03 05:49 pm (UTC)Oh, I see, you, too, love peace and quiet!
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Date: 2024-04-03 06:20 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2024-04-06 03:16 pm (UTC)Sounds like a grand day except for Vodafone — sigh.
My husband recently let hackers take over his computer, which caused him a real fright. Luckily, their attempts at spending his money failed. But, he had to cancel his bank account and cards and have new ones issued. He also was advised to cancel his Amazon account and create a new one. That caused problems as some valid purchases continued to appear on the old account. He could not log in to that account but would get emails showing the transactions. Customer Service then said he should close the new account and re-open the old one — sigh, that it was safe to do so. But first, he had to send a copy of his driver's license (proof of identity) to the Amazon Account Change department so that an Account Specialist could restore the old account. He sent the copy through a link they gave him and got a return email stating Amazon would not accept his license. They needed to a copy of an official government issued card. WTF? It is his driver's license, officially issued by the State government of Louisiana. He wrote back and said he can't get one more official than that, and they re-instated his account. Wierd, eh? This whole incident has been nothing but a nightmare. I hope hubby learned his lesson!
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Date: 2024-04-06 03:53 pm (UTC)