Sadly, we have to be up bright and early as I've got an electrician arriving at 8 am to fix the bathroom underfloor heating.
Well not fix... replace the controls actually. We can't turn the existing one's on as the idiots who put the tiles on the wall put the tiles right up under the heating controls... making it impossible to change the batteries!
So... the electrician will take the old controls off the wall and re-site the new ones. It will be wonderful to be able to turn on the heating in the bathrooms I can tell you.
Once he's left... chances are we might go back to bed! But we will see.
The electrician arrived bright and early and installed both the new controllers and left.
LEFT without making sure they both worked I might add.... cos one of them DOES NOT WORK.
I swear to god something or someone is out to break me. I burst into tears when I realised we were gunna have to pay MORE to get the electrician back to take it out and put another one in.
WHEN we get another one that is... cos of course, we can't get hold of the man who supplied us with the new controllers can we? He is notorious for poor communication, and I'd NEVER recommend him to anyone.
This whole house selling experience is turning out to be a fucking disaster... just like our last one, and the one before that. When are we going to get a break?
End of Day: Stew's a happy man, the All Blacks beat the Australian Wallabies to retain the Bledisloe Cup. And they won convincingly too.
Looking forward to getting to bed soon.