It’s a Tuesday, an entirely unremarkable Tuesday.

 



I have sold a dress on eBay that definitely belonged to my 2019 self.  Only £7.50 but it is an item out of the house that will not be missed and frees up space, not much admittedly but I’ll take what I can get.


It was also £7.50 that burnt a hole in my pocket very quickly.  Had a sub 5am start and the Greek yoghurt and banana at my desk circa 8.30am was never going to see me through for long.  It also turned into something of an accounts and admin morning which wasn’t exactly thrilling me and I can’t say my colleagues were exactly thick on the ground - one in Barbados, one in Spain, two somewhere in London and one with a late start.  So when 1pm came round I took myself off to the Bagel shop for a salt beef, dill pickle and mustard bagel at a cost of, yes, £7.50.  It was excellent but thoughts as to increasing costs did cross my mind as I checked out the spring statement coverage.   Well some of the spring statement.   Vodafone announced almost immediately I opened the news app that I had run out of data for the month.  This is the third time since November that I have run out of data.  This both surprises and irritates me because (a) I thought I had unlimited data; (b) I pay twice as much as S for my sim only contract and he really does have unlimited data and uses it - that is some YouTube habit; (c)  Vodafone emailed me yesterday to say that they are putting my plan up by £2.50 a month; and (d) outside possibly telephone calls (my work number is routed to my mobile) I have to be the lowest user of a mobile phone of anyone I know other than my parents.  I am definitely more an iPad girl when it comes to data.  There is nothing else for it but Vodafone is going to have to go.  I have been with them for at least a couple of decades but loyalty is just not doing it for me on this any longer.  More flipping personal admin!


Neither the early start nor the press coverage of sky high fuel prices was doing anything to reduce the amount of traffic out though we nearly didn’t make it more than a couple of miles down the road before a suicidal deer ran across in front of us.  Missed by inches!  




Gallows Corner continues to inflict misery on the A12 to the point where S was grumbling he was late well before he got out at the station for his final leg into the metropolis.  I couldn’t establish exactly what he was going to be late for.  Apparently it didn’t matter as he wasn’t going to be there for it.  I’m guessing he was a little ray of sunshine in the office all day.   I got a text saying we had forgotten last night’s leftovers for his lunch.  All I can say is I hope he found his own bagel.  On the positive side there are rumours that Gallows Corner will be finished by the end of April.  I think most choose to hope that will be the case than believe it is likely but we shall see!


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