21-06-2013, 08:35 AM
Hi,
Looking back to when I started this thread I wasn't at all happy with my working conditions especially whilst I always seem to end up doing my projects during our long miserable winters but the thread was added February 2nd this year which obviously is deepest winter.
So why is it that I feel like doing absolutely nothing at all this morning after all it is our glorious summer with wall to wall sunshine and scorching hot (NOT).
I returned from Morrison's at 8;30 this morning and as I drove along all the vehicles heading towards me were lit up like the Blackpool illuminations; its a black hole and has been raining leaving everything soaking wet outside.
It's very difficult to get motivated in this dire climate and I know I'm moaning but I'm simply fed up of fighting the weather. A month ago I thought great summer is here; I spent four days in lovely warm sunshine ripping up part of our patio and digging a trench for the new flood defences; immediately the trench was dug down came the rain and filled it with water from then on I was playing cat and mouse with the weather unable to work during the deluge and still unable to work because of the wet sticky clay.
During the dry days I've worked like mad doing twelve hour shifts and whilst rushing around trying to get on top of a bad job I hurt my back knocking me up for three days in pain. Last week I suffered a cold which was annoying and now I'm clear of the cold Bron has caught it.
It's cool in the garage and cold in the workshop; the concrete under the bungalow is taking forever to dry out due to the water ingress because it is cold under the bungalow and on it goes without let up.
Its now 21st June and apart from a brief glimpse of summer there is little let up with the black hole I keep finding myself working in.
I've got lots of very interesting projects lined up and have bought some excellent new toys to play with but this morning I just can't get motivated. It will eventually fade and I'll get stuck into something but finally where the heck is summer again?
Kind regards, Col.
Looking back to when I started this thread I wasn't at all happy with my working conditions especially whilst I always seem to end up doing my projects during our long miserable winters but the thread was added February 2nd this year which obviously is deepest winter.
So why is it that I feel like doing absolutely nothing at all this morning after all it is our glorious summer with wall to wall sunshine and scorching hot (NOT).
I returned from Morrison's at 8;30 this morning and as I drove along all the vehicles heading towards me were lit up like the Blackpool illuminations; its a black hole and has been raining leaving everything soaking wet outside.
It's very difficult to get motivated in this dire climate and I know I'm moaning but I'm simply fed up of fighting the weather. A month ago I thought great summer is here; I spent four days in lovely warm sunshine ripping up part of our patio and digging a trench for the new flood defences; immediately the trench was dug down came the rain and filled it with water from then on I was playing cat and mouse with the weather unable to work during the deluge and still unable to work because of the wet sticky clay.
During the dry days I've worked like mad doing twelve hour shifts and whilst rushing around trying to get on top of a bad job I hurt my back knocking me up for three days in pain. Last week I suffered a cold which was annoying and now I'm clear of the cold Bron has caught it.
It's cool in the garage and cold in the workshop; the concrete under the bungalow is taking forever to dry out due to the water ingress because it is cold under the bungalow and on it goes without let up.
Its now 21st June and apart from a brief glimpse of summer there is little let up with the black hole I keep finding myself working in.
I've got lots of very interesting projects lined up and have bought some excellent new toys to play with but this morning I just can't get motivated. It will eventually fade and I'll get stuck into something but finally where the heck is summer again?
Kind regards, Col.
Happiness is a wreck of a cabinet to restore.
