Renovation project - A long day in France
Today has been one of those days, you know the type where you just
want to curl up in bed and hide from the world or buy a super sized
bottle of wine and sit in a corner and drink it, well you have an
idea of how I am feeling at the moment.
We have a busy day, we have a full house so there is 4 breakfasts
and a whole house clean, I have a house viewing at 12 noon and need
to visit another house and a meeting at the RAM (our health provider)
at 3pm, plus all of the e-mails and the normal everyday living
including our big shop but we can do that after the RAM meeting.
We also found out yesterday that a rumour is spreading that we
have opened a swingers B&B!!!!! I'm not sure if it is a mistake
from one of our previous posts or if there is some nasty person in
the town, especially after the anonymous post the other day!
The breakfasts go smoothly and we make a start on the cleaning, we
have the right amount of bedding, but then John sees a mark on one of
the quilt covers, no problem we'll just clean it. All good, its ready
for when we need to leave and we just have time to hang it out, then
our first problem, he drops it on the way to the garden, bugger now
we need to re do it all and we're on our way out, not to panic there
is enough time.
We get to the house viewing and it goes well, the house is
beautiful and has so much potential, the viewers follow us back to
Huelgoat to have a look around at a renovation that has been
completed, we chat for some time, plus get the washing sorted.
We have had an e-mail from one of the guests to say that they will
be arriving at 6, so that gives us loads of time.
The meeting goes well at RAM, and they will be sending John an
Attestation until his Carte Vitale arrives. As we are leaving the
mobile rings, it is a bad line and it is in French, we get cut off,
they ring back, I ask if he is at the B&B and he is, so I say we
will get back in 20 mins but this is not going well with the bad
line, so I check the number and realise it isn't the B&B, the
number had texted earlier to rearrange a viewing, I text and
apologise for the bad line, it is only after I have sent the text
that I realise the number wasn't exactly the same, bugger, bugger,
The number calls again, but I can't answer it so text saying that
we will be back in 5 mins (as it is definitely the B&B), a guest
must of arrived early.
Back at the house, there is nobody there, so I try to call the
number and it won't go through.
At this point I want to cry, but I call our French colleague and
explain that I have made a major bumble and could he please try to
call the number for me.
I'm moaning at John about how I have screwed up again!
My colleague calls back and explains that it was a nice young man
trying to deliver a parcel, so I had got it right, even with the bad
line, but he is now too far away to come back, he will however come
back tomorrow. This is quite exciting as it is our new headlights and
we've been waiting for these for weeks!!!!
John also points out that every time I moan that I have screwed
up, it turns out that actually I haven't, I think about it and he's
right, sometimes I just feel that everything is going wrong, but now
that he has pointed it out, he's right, maybe I am just focussing on
the difficult bits instead of realising how well I am doing, after
all I couldn't speak French a few months ago, and here I am talking
and talking phone calls.
We finish the rooms as the door bell rings with 2 guests, we
settle them in with a drink and as I walk back into the living room
there is woman stood there, I'm thinking I'm sure the new guest
She says hi, we spoke earlier, and suddenly I am thinking bugger
have I double booked??????
But then I realise this is the person I had spoken to on the blog
and telephone a few weeks ago, they are neighbours from Canada.
They are here on holiday and the electric in their house is not
working, John goes to the rescue and pops down and sorts it out, the
new guests arrive, as does a friend who we are going to have dinner
I am now going to enjoy my wine, this day has been far too long!