I can't actually remember what I set off to do four hours ago. I know I ate dinner, and then helped
siani_hedgehog fold up parts of a tent; but somewhere along the line, I appear to have decided to mow the lawn, rake up the clippings, get shears and cut all the grass and foliage from around the front of the house, and also pick up more bits of rubbish.
I can be very productive when I'm not paying attention, clearly.
And you know what?
The house is not looking so crap.
In fact.
It's starting to look quite good.
But hey.
My 8 Ball SCARES me.
"Will the house sell for £250,000"? "Dont Count on It"
yadda yadda....
"Will the house sell" "It is certain"
"Will the house sell for over £250,000" "Dont Count On It"
"Will the house sell for over £200,000" "Yes, Definitely"
I wouldn't mind but it's seriously consistent in these areas.
"Will I get a C6" "It is certain"
"Will I get a Skoda" "Very Doubtful"
*peers suspiciously at it*
"Will the house complete in July" "Yes" (in response to "Will the house sell in August" "Very Doubtful" "Will it sell in June" "It is decidedly so").