Yesterday started fine but very very cold. Here l am putting my best foot forward into the ice for my first run in two weeks. Ok l say run, really more of a shamble and l lugged myself round the lanes at more of a stagger than a run. Oh dear, next week l will really have to get myself into gear and back to action on the running front.
The day skipped forward nicely when the postman arrived with this gorgeous package from Sue at Lavenders Blue.
It was so, so very kind of her to send such a lovely gift. Honestly Sue, it was such a pleasure to meet you and hubby on Sunday, l was only too thrilled that you had the tickets. Anyway Idgy and l feel totally spoiled, we now have our first Christmas card of the year which has gone up on the mantlepiece, a prezzie for each of us to go under the tree next month, and some lovely handcream and hearty soaps for just now. Can't than you enough Sue, you are a star.
From such a lovely start to the day you just know that things have to go downhill. Well they did, in spectacular fashion. Nothing by halves for me as you well know. I went out to HQ to make a start on all the clearing out due to the mouse problem. I haven't been working there this past month due to the mouse problem. I lost so much beautiful fabric and stock. I had cleared out of there work-wise but obviously there was still lots of other stuff in there.
Not any more.
This is everything hauled off the shelves and out of drawers. Years worth of art supplies, sewing and crafting stuff that l used in the business. HQ had been set out rather like one of those artsy photos in 'Where women create'. I had all my supplies in nice baskets on the shelves and open boxes so l could see the contents at a glance. It all looked so pretty and inviting, and looked lovely in Country Living magazine. Now everything that wasn't plastic wrapped has gone. The blasted mice (and boy have l used a LOT stronger words to describe them of late) have even got into the metal file drawers that l have to hold up the work tables, everything in the drawers from stationery to labels has been ruined.
I spent the entire day with black bags, rubber gloves and detol. The store room is now completely empty, shelves bare, cupboards clear and floor scrubbed. The main room will be finished today. Thank God l had moved out what stock l had before l went to London. The spare room houses my fabrics that were saved and all the stock for the fairs.
So the traps, environmentally safe poison and sonic devices have been to no effect, I have a 'mouse man' coming on Monday. Can't have him sooner as l will be away doing Hopetoun this week. Am l upset by this, well yes, l think l gave up on the tears at about lunch time, it just wasn't worth the effort any more. To see everything you have worked for just trashed like this is horrible. You would never think that those little Tom and Jerry cute characters could do so much damage, boy oh boy how they can. After next week when the fairs are over and l see what is left and what l have made money wise l will have a better idea of what the future holds for Dream Acres. Right now it is looking decidedly bad.
The high of the Glasgow fair seems miles away.