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Helen
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cats, occasional tennis, cats, books, cats, stationery, wrestling, and let’s face it, more cats. same panic, different disco. eat the rich.
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Other window people coming to give me a window quote next week. 🙃 In the meantime, just saw the most beautiful house on Rightmove over on the Very Rich People part of Lancaster and wistfully bought a couple of lottery tickets. I just need a million pounds, to buy it and pay all the fees and move.
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There was some strange system where they all got their food and shelter and education and medical for free, no matter what job they did.
I’m pushing my l luck this month after too many birthday spends but I just added a bottle to my Morrisons order for Friday because it’s on offer and I need it. 😅
It is a never ending succession of ‘oh what the fuck now’. 🙃 Especially when you don’t have family who’re in the trades and can fix stuff easily for you.
The quote for the kitchen window was £700, so at £700 a window at a guess, that’s at least £3500. Which I could do but that’s eating into my emergency fund and wiping out my money to fix the garden in spring. 🙃 what the actual fuck house.
I actually think most of the upstairs windows have a problem because I’ve found mould under the paint on my office windowsill now, and I knew there was mould under the paint in the second bedroom already which I’d assumed was a ventilation problem. For actual fuckssake.
I knew the windows weren’t great because the last people went wild with silicone around the edges but I didn’t expect actual puddles of water on the windowsill. 😢
Just discovered that my bedroom window is leaking. This day can fuck oooooooofffffffff.
Ohhhh he’s having a new bathroom. Seethingly jealous.
Like. It sounds like they’re trying to break the wall down. Wtf.
It would honestly be easier to spend a decade getting qualified as a surgeon and write their information myself than try to get them do it themselves.
I have been trying to get these people to do this task - it’s NOT EVEN COMPLICATED, they have clearly defined steps and pretty much just need to copy paste some things and I do the hard designing for them! - and they’ve jumped through hoops to avoid it for three months and I am DONE.
I’ve been back for one morning from a week off and I’ve already sent two long and shouty emails, plus cc’d in my manager with a Teams explanation of ‘I know you’re off sick but this is going to hit the fan soon so heads up when you’re back’. All because people will do anything OTHER THAN THEIR JOBS.
Like. It sounds like they’re trying to break the wall down. Wtf.
I don’t know what the hell they’re doing but it’s not just putting a picture up; they’re really going for it.
I’m glad I have to get up for work anyway because next door is hammering something at 8:50am. 😑 I never usually hear him much but come on, before 9am even?!
Nova worked it out in a couple of minutes and immediately dismissed it as not worth his time because he considers the litter tray beneath him when he can go outside instead.
Bless Padmé who understands the concept of the cat flap in the downstairs toilet door now, but can’t quite grasp that she needs to push it with her head instead of pawing at it hopefully for several minutes before she accidentally pushes it hard enough that it opens.
I've made pumpkin bread, mushroom risotto, and someone left Nova's lost collar on the doormat before I bought another one. Good day.
Even worse, when I had the door open calling him (quietly because I’m trying not to wake the neighbours) l, Padmé legged it past me out into the rain and instead of turning around and running back inside, legged it . So even after Nova came back, I had to wait another ten minutes for her.
I know better than to let him out after 10pm. I DO. And yet every time!!

Now he’s howling on the stairs because he knows I’m mad at him. -_-
Made the mistake of letting Nova out when I got back because I felt sorry for him being inside all evening and he’s come back, after making me wait an hour, without his collar. Again.
The Halloween party I was at tonight had a black light and my costume was mostly white. It is the most Halloween I have ever looked.
I am so happy to have finally achieved the nirvana of no housemates (except the cats obvs)
I’m going back after he’s moved out but pre handing the keys back and I fully expect to have to re clean everything I already cleaned before I moved out, plus fix whatever he’s done to the garden.
He’s still being pissy about the grass (I took the lawn mower because IT’S MINE, neither of the housemates PAID ANYTHING TOWARDS IT) and I keep trying to explain it’s November and we cannot cut the grass because it is a swamp. We did it in August. WE CANNOT CUT THE FUCKING GRASS IN NOVEMBER.