Another successful week, I believe, albeit one that was not without its stresses and strains, but then that is the lot of the modern information worker. Too much information, not enough meaning. Sometimes too much talking, not enough information. Even worse is too much posturing and not enough talking. There, in three sentences, is Darwinian theory applied to the information worker. Am I talking too much???
This weekend I have some important tasks to do. I put my old/current shed on eBay last Sunday, in a rash move to apply some pressure to get me to empty it, in preparation for the new shed's arrival.
It is currently on eBay with 108 watchers, a record for anything I have ever sold. History tells me that the majority of these may well be rubber-neckers, but I only need two or three to have a real interest - and judging by the questions and phone calls and, tonight, a visit - for the bidding to go quite nicely. I am at sixty two notes right now, with two days to go, so by my reckoning there will be a bit of action over the weekend and thank you very much. Doing a bit of research, there are lots of second hand sheds of similar or worse condition and construction to mine, that are in the one fifty to two hundred bracket with time on the clock, so I am actually quite hopeful that it will make a few bob, which will help to fund the laying of the base, which I am paying someone to do. I have thus far always felt funny paying someone to do something I could do myself, but with life getting busier, I am starting to do that a bit. In this situation I am only on the wobbly edge of my abilities to do it anyway, at least to do it properly, and by the time you have paid for sufficient materials to make a base four inches thick and ten feet by fourteen feet, I think the difference between doing and paying is not so great anyway.
I am also going to be insulating under the suspended floor of our ground floor, so have a garage full of lamb's wool insulation, so I need to move that temporarily to the 'van to give me room to migrate the shed stuff to the shed or the tip, so I can then take the shed down. Actually, to be precise, I intend to leave the shed up until the eBay buyer has seen it, so they can help take it down and therefore understand how they will need to put it back together again, but it does need to be empty, hence my weekend challenge.
We are also having a dinner party for eight on Saturday, so I will need to reserve some energy to be my usual sparkling witty self, or more importantly to ensure I stay awake beyond nine o'clock.
I hope you have a good weekend, speak next week.