The 23rd & 24th; The substitute is a moron.
The 23rd of November. Much quieter day today.
This morning, I tried Dr. Blaney's secretary, but she wasn't there, and only works Monday to Thursday so I'll have to try again next week. Sigh. Then we had an interesting time with a Zara delivery - I'd ordered a couple of dresses, and I got an email saying my Hermes delivery person had left my order in a safe place. I checked the porch but there was nothing there, and no card had been put through our letterbox.
I phoned Zara to see if they could talk to Hermes, but first we had to go through everything that had or hadn't happened multiple times. Then he went into another system where it said my parcel was left in a blue bin, but there aren't any in the vicinity of my house. Once the Zara chap was satisfied I didn't have it, he emailed Hermes and will get back to me when they reply. However, it has since transpired that it was in a blue bin, just on a completely different road. It clearly wasn't our usual Hermes man, and the substitute is a moron.
After lunch was crochet, no Riverdale because it's Thanksgiving, so I started watching The Punisher instead. I think I need some back story; will do some Wikipedia research. And we've just been doing the kittens' panacur again - they have remembered how much they hate it and my hands have suffered because of it.
Ed Gamble tonight!
The 24th of November.
I am very tired today. I wasn't out too late at Ed Gamble, who was very good, but maybe my sleep quality wasn't very good? Bleah.
So I actually started doing some Christmas shopping this morning. I looked at many of the Black Friday offers but there wasn't anything that really jumped out at me. I did get some things that were cheaper than they might normally have been, but nothing ridiculous. It took me ages to find anything that I really want to give to anyone - there are lots of things to buy, but that doesn't mean they're good presents.
This afternoon, I was on the hunt for more wool for crocheted gifts because if I can't find stuff to buy, I will make people things I think they will like. Once I'd got that sorted, I started on another snood, but had barely got going when Tom and Ann came to visit the kittens. It seems only reasonable as they can't have them until Clarrie/Molly gains more weight. They didn't stay very long, so then I got back to my snood, and Daddy came home with Christine!
Family fun time weekend!