Ugh.

I know, you see a title like that and you wonder if it isn’t just a little too much information. I tell you what, I could do without it… Seems like this problem has been going on for a while and no one had spotted it… I had an inkling when I first moved here that there was something awry but I bought the gear to sort it out and haven’t had any problems since*.

Then it started to rain.

(Nice segue huh? Bet you’re wondering what happens next…)

If you live in/have any connection with NSW Australia or get news from here you’ll have heard about the wild weather. In short it’s been raining for a good couple of weeks, which is unusual… given that we’ve had 4 years of drought…

Anyway, as I went to bed last night (late, after 11) I happened to spot 2 wet patches in the carpet, right next to my bed. I thought to myself, that’s odd… and looked up to the ceiling to see if there were any drips I could accuse of wetting my bed…

No drips.

So I wracked my brains to remember if I’d had a shower and dried off in that place… to which the answer was no. I dried off in the bathroom like normal people and in all honesty that was hours ago… and also unlikely to make quite so much of a puddle.

I sniffed the puddle thinking also that maybe His Lordship had lost control of his bladder in some bizarre set of circumstances… but no… he was as well behaved as always… the offending area smelled like common or garden variety rain water… with an edge of damp/mould about it…

So I looked further under the bed to find that the whole area, about the size of a king size bed was… well, saturated. (Sh*t:Bugger:Poo was all I could think of to say)

How can this be? I hear you cry… well, that’s what I wondered anyway so I did a spot check under the window only to find it dry… so clearly the issue is…

Seepage.

[insert more bad words]

I pulled all the boxes and bags I have storing stuff under the bed and found that other than the cardboard boxes themselves I hadn’t lost anything. Happily most of the stuff was in waterproof containers and what was damp has since been sitting on the rack next to the dehumidifier overnight in a bid to dry out.

But this is the bigger problem… it’s going to need attention from fixer upper type folk… and I have house guests arriving next weekend…

[more here].

Know anyone with a spare ‘oom?

*The house felt damp in those first early weeks so I bought a dehumidifier… seems like it’s no match for storm water…

I’ve been a bit busy to come up with scintillating posts… I’ve an exam tomorrow… but there’s always enough room in the procrastination schedule for a 365 photo… and a bit of a quiz!!!

I’m off to play cards tonight… This hand would be enough for me to win the game first round…

So what’s the name of the game?

*UPDATE* The game is 500. T&E was probably closest as it shares some characteristics with Bridge. There’s more info about it here. It has quite a following in the Antipodes for some reason… everyone who did recognize it has some connection there!! If you get the chance and find a Kiwi or Aussie who knows how to play get a four together and give it a shot. It’s [ahem] Ace!!

(Oh, and the reason this hand is so good? Is that it is the highest cards from a hearts as trumps hand and I could bid 10 hearts and get 500 points all in one go… no one could beat it…)

I’ve had an agent for years.

Don’t you just love how that sounds?

“Sorry… I’ll be with you in a minute, just on a call to my agent.”
“Dee, I’ve got your agent on the line!”
“I’d love to work with you, let me give you my agent’s number…”

And so on… Very glamorous…

Anyway, since the agency was sold and I began to be represented by a different party I’ve become less and less enchanted with the amount of work I’ve been getting (like, none…) Even in light of the fact that a number of my clients would call the agency and ask for me directly I was still having to chase the agency for work and even then there was no guarantee…

So I got jack of it and I called it quits on Monday.

“Dear J, thank you for your representation over the last 7 years, after long consideration I’ve decided to devote more time dedicated to my business and so am hereby resigning from the agency.

Yours etc.”

And I sent a farewell message to my 3 top clients.

“Hi [insert name], it’s Deeleea here, just letting you know I’ve resigned from the agency. Thanks for all the work to date, wish you well for the future! Keep in touch, give my love to the kids.. Yours etc…”

And within the next 24 hours I had received bookings for 6 jobs over the next 2 months .

Which seems to constitute a work epidemic.

Not sure how to square it away with the rest of the developments in my world at the moment but the cash will be good…

I need new jeans.

That is the question.

Whether it is nobler of the mind to suffer the slings and arrows of having to eat one’s ranty post or or to wade into a potential sea of trouble by making available one’s thoughts on a night out with the object of said ranty post.. Knowing full well the object is fully likely to read, and perchance to have an opinion.

Ay… there’s the rub.

Instead of meditating further… I shall, instead leave you with Day 10’s image from 365 days. No prizes for guess what’s going on therein.