Frustrations

This post originally had a different title- but then Blogger lost it. I wrote it in the Blogger app on the IPad - with some difficulty, as said app is not very user-friendly. I saved it for a final check on Big Mac - but when I logged on to Blogger it wasn't there - and it had disappeared off the IPad as well. Blogger it.

Needless to say the Blogger app has been deleted - at least I didn't pay for it.

It has been a day of frustrations, starting this morning when I tried to find my tiny funnel. in order to put these into test tubes, as suggested by Terrie the tutor. As you do.

And, as you do, I couldn't find it. What I did find was this which was the last thing I turned the workroom upside down looking for. And my copy of this, which I was dimly aware I hadn't seen for a while. But no funnel. And although Wensleydale found another one, by then I'd got the bit between my teeth, carrying out the rearrangement of the workroom I'd planned since I went to Hobbycraft last week to buy a zip, a pen, and a rotary cutter blade - and came back minus the pen but with two sets of storage drawers. Well, they were 20% off...

So the room now looks tidier - temporarily - and emptier - partly because of a bin full of dejunking, but mostly because a lot of books are on their way to the spare bedroom, which W. has lined with shelves. There is still room for  a bed, if we ever have any visitors, although I'd have to move the detritus of 2.75 years of a Foundation Degree off it if they actually wanted to sleep in it.

The ashes have not been bottled, but I have put the funnel in A Safe Place fior later.