And suddenly it's fly weather.

[avevale_intelligencer]

And today is clearly Flyday.

The studio has been hit especially hard, for several possible reasons, and Jan has been very stressed by it. I've been flailing around with the electric tennis racket to not very much effect and have decided we need a blue-light zapper. The choices on Amazon aren't inspiring, ranging from for-the-trade arm-and-a-leg and where-the-hell-would-we-put-it to small, cheap and only-ever-get-three-stars (so obviously don't work very well if at all).

I have in desperation opted for the best-looking of the latter and will hope.

In other news, I have begun the assault on the horrible carpet in my alleged workroom. I can't cut the carpet without cutting the underlay as well (and Speedy Gonzales rushes briefly through my brain shouting "underlay, underlay!") so there's that. Also, there's no point in actually starting to remove bits till the wheelie bin (which is full of the stuff I chucked last week) is empty again, since I can't get to the dump in Trowbridge or Warminster until et cetera et cetera. Ah, life.

But we have proof of concept. I can actually cut the damn thing. And once that's gone I can test the electrics and maybe even do something in there.

Still percolating.

So that's where I am today.

Comments

[pbristow.livejournal.com]

[HUGS]

For a minute there I thought you'd gone all "Fresh Prince of Bel-Air": "Man, this weather is really *fly*..." =;o}

[dickgloucester.livejournal.com]

Sounds as though you're being very positive and active.

We had a buzzy thing in the bedroom at about five this morning. After being woken at three by the cat slurping my cold tea, I just decided to ignore it.

[jelas.livejournal.com]

I hope you can get rid of the flies.
The progress with the workroom so far sounds impressive!

[soren-nyrond.livejournal.com]

You sound to be achieving, my Captain. I hope it all works out and then there will be more stories and songs for us to enjoy/