1. I shrunk one of my favourite tops today. I've actually felted it, it's completely ruined. It's the one in the middle above, hanging between Angus's school jumper and one of my tops, just to give you a sense of scale. I've got no-one to blame but myself. It wasn't new but it was a good one, pure wool from Boden and not cheap, and it was an old favourite for going out in the evening or work.
2. Talking of work clothes, I don't appear to have anything to wear to work for autumn. I wear cropped trousers and ballet pumps and I shiver, a skirt and tights and I boil. I need to buy some trousers but I'm already dreading that as I know they'll all be too short and it'll be a nightmare getting some that fit. Gah!
3. I can never get all my shopping in Aldi. Why don't they sell maple syrup? I asked someone who worked there where the suet was. She looked at me blankly. "Suet?" "Yes, for dumplings", I offered helpfully. She shook her head and actually laughed at me.
4. I've started work in earnest on Bella's zigzag blanket since she nags me about it daily. "When is my blanket going to be ready?" "Why is is not ready yet?" "You said it would be ready for autumn." I stopped working on it over the summer as it was too warm to have it on my lap, and I left it so long I forgot what size hook I was using. I knew it was either 6 mm or 7 mm. I tried 7 mm. Four rows later I pulled it back and started again with the right one, the 6 mm.
5. There are wasps everywhere. Bella was stung on the finger this week. I was almost stung at the bottle bank at the tip. They really like the bottle bank, those boozy wasps. That's probably why they're so sleepy.
6. We now have swimming lessons on two weeknights instead of one, and I have to endure the wet-tissue-changing-room-floor-horror twice a week now.
7. The boiler is on the blink, very possibly broken. The pipes make the most horrendous clanking sound and whether or not there is any hot water is a lottery. There is no heating, but thankfully we don't need the heating on yet, and there is the stove. I love the stove.
8. Weekends are too short. I'm only now just relaxing and settling down into it. I've gardened, been to the tip, given the wood store two coats of wood stain, shopped, assisted in lengthy homework and reading sessions and just ironed the school uniform ready for tomorrow. I'm ready for my weekend to start now!
Whingeing aside, it's been a really nice weekend. Homely and pottering, centered around the kitchen and garden, just how I like it. The weather has been lovely, all misty mornings and warm sun but with a nip in the air in the evening, to remind us that summer is truly over. The leaves are starting to change colour here and there. John cooked beef and ale stew with dumplings for dinner today, with sticky toffee pudding and custard for pudding. It was amazing. I love it when he gets the urge to cook at the weekend. And I am, of course, very happy to have my first world problems, such as they are. Mere inconveniences in an otherwise comfortable life and I know that things could be so much worse, and are for so many. But a little whinge feels good, no? I feel loads better. Got any first world problems you want to share?