You don't believe me...?
Here follows the message they sent me...
It's been 6 days, 7 hours, 54 minutes and 5 seconds since you last logged in, and we're starting to get really worried.
We were just getting to know each other. You created 1 site, 10 pages, dragged on 24 elements, and then... nothing.
We were really excited for your new website, it had so much potential!
If you ran into any trouble along the way, we're here for you. Making your own website is fun, fast and easy. Best of all, you will have a website of your own to show to customers, clients, family or friends.
... I'm rather gobsmacked...!
Do these guys really keep the clock ticking for us newbies and make sure we don't fall behind?
I'm not sure whether I should be pleased or worried, perhaps even start looking over my shoulder...?
The last ten days or so have been m u r d e r...
Son-no.-One needed to vacate his flat and Mother-Dear's assistance was called for as he was tied up at work.
"Having" work borders on a small miracle in this country at the moment, so I readily obliged.
After all, he had told me, there's only a few things to be moved, mom, not much really...!
It was soon obvious that his idea of "not much really" bore absolutely no resemblance to mine, which was infinitely more realistic. I'll spare you the details; suffice it to say that tonight, after having "commuted" umpteen times from one place to the other, ordered a small removal van to come and do the heavy stuff, organized the new flat and driven well over 1500km in the last 2 weeks (really!) we have one empty flat... well, almost empty. There sits in the middle of his former bedroom floor a monstrosity of a bookshelf which requires someone with a PhD in carpentry to take it apart. We actually managed to get it down with the help of a friend who used to be a boxer... and then were well and truly stuck. Why did we not have it removed when the removal van was there, you ask? Good question; I wish I knew the answer! It's a bit complicated... :-)
Tonight (yes, I know, I should have been getting ready for the Christmas preparations...) Son-No.-One and I sat there in the almost empty flat waiting for a friend who knows about carpentry... he couldn't make it in the end. :(
Outcome of the story: Son-no.-One will be off to Athens in the morning, while Mommy-dear has a new meeting with Dimitris, the guy who knows about carpentry and who promised to arrive early and tackle the bookshelf... perhaps we can get it all sorted by lunchtime!
Then, perhaps pigs might fly...!
Finally returned to Son-no.-Two's home where we shall be spending the Christmas break around 10pm, and after a nice cuppa and a little chat with hubs, I thought I might as well plod on with my blog before they entirely give up on me...
It's the night-before-the-night-before Christmas... and I should be having my feet up, really, listening to some lovely Christmas music, getting myself a glass of mulled wine and slowly coming round... Well, that's exactly what I'm about to do!
With smiles and warmest wishes to you all for a blessed Christmas, wherever you are!