My phone still hasn't charged. Feeling stressed. I call Rene, too early, and he doesn't answer. I drive to the house to check with Mark, the plasterer. He says he'd rather the electrician did the work after, then he'll come and tidy up. I wish I knew more about the process, it would be less stressful. So would a phone which charged properly. Mark also tells me the garage door is going in today. These tradies have eyes and ears in their socks.
I get to school relieved and plug my phone in. There's a hundred jobs to do, on top of teaching. I ask the English department which red they prefer for the front door- Lance has given me a colour chart. Favourites are King of Hearts, Iconic Red, Ace of Hearts, Vengeful, Symphony Red and Wicked.
I try to add pictures to the blog posts but the site has been updated and I can't figure it out. Putting pictures on has been laborious from the start and this leaves me feeling disempowered. I need to see TC from IT, when I have time.
At College Ave the plasterers have done coat two and left after turning fans on. Mark says the garage door isn't working properly so don't touch it. Lance gives me the low down and takes me through the order of what's coming next. He knows I need to know cos there's a knock on effect if I don't get tradies organised. In short, delay.
I visit Scoff at Radcliffes on the way home to pick up a wire box for the hall. It's ugly but after I nearly have a melt down I learn it can go in the wardrobe.
Night comes and I'm too tired to go for a drink but there is reason to celebrate: 0 new cases again, and no active cases in the South Island. Only 8 active in New Zealand. We're officially liberated down here.
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