Justice on the buses

As I left work slightly later today I decided I was justified in getting the bus home instead of walking. Obviously the moral of the story is that I shouldn't have been so lazy. As I was waiting to cross the road one bus came past me, pulled up to the bus stop and left while I was still waiting for the lights to change. So I decided to walk past that stop and go to the next one, after waiting 10 mins I could see a bus approaching, the other guy waiting had already stuck his hand out to stop the bus but as it still seemed to be moving quite fast I did the same. Which made absolutely no difference whatsoever. The driver obviously decided he just didn't want to stop there this evening. This isn't uncommon, it's a very busy route and if they're full already they just keep going. But this one wasn't! I could see empty seats as it pulled past me.

So rather than taking the hint that I should really be walking home, I sat back down on the bench and waited for the next bus to come along ten minutes later and got home at the same time that I would have done if I'd walked straight from work in the first place.

There was one amusing moment on the bus though while the opposite lane of traffic was queuing at the lights and one particularly smug looking chav finished his cigarette and threw it out his car window but it hit the side of the door as he did. I saw it drop to the road but he didn't and there was that second of mild panic that crossed his face while he tried to decide whether it was better to check that the cigarette hadn't fallen inside the car or move off as quickly as possible as the lights were changing!

Is it worth it?

I thought I'd had a really good week this week with food, managing to stick to my weight watchers plan all week (well Monday to Friday at least). I also managed to fit in exercise everyday, going to the gym Sunday afternoon, Tuesday morning and Thursday after work, and walking home from work Monday, Wednesday and Friday. So did it pay off? Well not as much as I thought it would. Weigh day Saturday and I'd lost.....1lb. Rather disappointing but I'll blame it on the Chinese takeaway from last Saturday and try again this week. So is it worth it? With the bridesmaid dress looking like it needs to fit anytime from 6 months away, 1lb a week for 26 weeks...yes I suppose it is.

I'll just have to be more careful with what I eat when I'm not at home, the chocolate brownie at Susannah's last night won't have done much good, then there's the BBQ this afternoon and a whole week at Keswick with the best chip shop in the world....

And another step

I decided as I had a quiet afternoon today I might as well go up to Currys and I came home with the new fridge, toaster and microwave that I mentioned before. So now everything - except the electric can opener - all matches in a stainless steel theme in the kitchen. So here's a picture of that side of the room:

The fridge is still in it's box for now as it needs to sit for a while before it gets plugged in, but I also probably need to paint before putting it in it's place. Just need to decide on a colour now so I bought a few more tester pots this afternoon as well. The picture doesn't really show them very well but any thoughts - particularly on the one on the left?

One more step...

Thanks to another visit by my lovely parents, the kitchen is now one more step closer to being finished! Yes 3 months since it started and all it now needs is a bit of paint and then (I think) it will be finished - plus buying new fridge, microwave, toaster....but all in good time!

So in honour of the wonderful work done by Mum & Dad on the tiling here are a few pictures so that you can see what it is looking like now.

The curious incident of the recycling box swap

Someone has taken my recycling box. This wouldn't be the first time, twice before I have had to request a new box from the council and return home from work a couple of days later to find a bright new shiny box waiting outside my door. The last time it went missing was after a particularly windy day after the contents had been collected and I've no idea where it ended up after being blown around the street. This time though is much more curious. Everyday when I leave the house I notice my recycling box sitting in the little gap next to my front step and all this week there has been a little slug sitting on top of it.

Not Friday morning, no. I leave the house for work, do my usual glance down to the recycling box and not only has little slug disappeared but the box has been switched!! I know this because the older boxes were lighter in green than the current ones and this is an older box than my lovely clean (except for the slug) new, dark green box. Not that I mind, at least I still have a box but why bother swapping one green box for another one? It makes no sense....

But the most important question for me, what happened to the slug??