delga: ([c. minds] Reid's evil twin theory.)
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6.30 this morning and the house alarm (which is keyed in to the fire alarm) throws a hissyfit. Full-on, sirens-blaring, ring-a-ding-ding. Crikey.

The part that freaked me out is that The Mother just slept through it. Her hearing is so bad these days. I had to go into her room and wake her to help me sort the damn thing out.

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Work yesterday turned out to be BRILLIANT because I actually had things to do. A guy had come around to test the back-wall refrigerator, and this other guy turned up to replace our lottery machine with a brand new one. Cue hijinks! Then we had to restock the back fridge. Okay, okay, so this all sounds pretty menial but trust me when I say it beats standing around doing nothing for four hours. (The new lottery machine is all touch screen, too, and I have it down, yo, instead of having to yell for people to explain the new buttons, whoop whoop!)

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I told y'all about the rug situation already. Rug has been moved.

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This morning I decided I'd better book that train ticket to Aberdeen before the price sky rockets. Went to the website, entered the information, got a pre-book discount of £25-30. WHOOP WHOOP! I don't understand this in the slightest because we were going to book the tickets as soon as they were available, and yet now, a fortnight later, they're much cheaper. I'm glad I held off. I know there's no way they're getting any cheaper now; the discount disappears in a week. But thank fuck I waited. This trip suddenly became much more affordable.

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I need to do the ironing today - I told The Mother I'd do everyone's casuals. So: yesterday's fandom and an ironing board, coming right up. I know, my life is deathly. I also have two applications to fill in and send off. Let's hope this works in my favour.

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