Hamster, Wedding again, Heavy Metal Ceilidh in Diary

Every day this month I have a pet sitting assignment, which is great. A nice top up to my income since I stopped walking Roxy. Last week it was a cat called Dusty, two visits a day. This week it’s a house with two cats and 10 chickens. Next week and the week after it’s two rabbits. And I have another cat next weekend. A lucrative month.

So the house with the two cats and 10 chickens. On Sunday morning I noticed a hamster cage in the conservatory. She didn’t tell me she had a hamster, did she want me to look after that as well? I looked in the cage, and the hamster was dead…I sent her a text saying I was really sorry to have to tell her but her hamster had died, does she want me to do anything? She replied saying “He was only cleaned out yesterday, not sure what happened? I’ll deal with it when I get back.”

I’ll tell you what happened love, it was 27C (80F) on Saturday, and you had him in a glass conservatory which probably doubled the temperature. He was lying on his back all stretched out so I’m placing my bets on heatstroke. Why would you keep him in a glass structure in the middle of summer? I wish I’d found him sooner, I would have taken him into the house. I feel so sad for him, suffering like that. I just hope she’s not blaming me, as the question mark at the end of her sentence seems to insinuate she’s asking me what happened. She didn’t even tell me she had a hamster! And saying she’ll deal with it when she gets back…well that was five days ago and it’s completely putrefied now, there isn’t going to be anything to deal with when she gets back apart from throwing his little house, which he’s lying in, in the bin.

The joys of pet care.

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Jay’s had one of his colds. Because he has allergies and asthma, he always suffers really badly with a cold, but I never seem to catch any of them. My kickass immune system always kicks its ass.

On Tuesday evening I’d made an appointment with a wedding videographer to go and view some of his work. Jay claimed he was too ill to move off the sofa and I had to go on my own. So I did, I was really impressed with his work and booked him; Jay said he wasn’t fussed about a video so he would let me book who I wanted. I told him I have a degree in Media Production so I have high expectations, haha. So that’s another job done for the wedding!

On Wednesday, less than 24 hours after he was too ill to move off the sofa, he went to the pub with his mates, stayed out drinking until 1am and then walked home. Is that some sort of miraculous recovery, or what? I get the feeling he just didn’t want to come to see the video guy and was making excuses.

All week he’s said he’s going to contact some cake makers, as I’ve done literally everything so far and want him to do something. Every day he says “I’ll do it later. I promise. I’ll definitely do it today. I swear” and still nothing. Apparently cake makers need six to nine months notice so we have to start looking now. He’s also been sitting on the invitations for MONTHS. We’ve come up with a couple of ideas we both like, and he’s going to design them as he’s got the software, the knowledge and the skills. But he still hasn’t even started doing them. We’re going to have to start printing and writing them soon and this is the one thing I can’t take over and do. I sometimes wonder if he does it on purpose just to wind me up.

This is what I’ve done (that I can remember off the top of my head):
Booked viewings with all the venues.
Booked the venue we chose and paid the deposit.
Booked the photographer and paid the deposit.
Booked the DJ.
Contacted different videographers, went to a viewing, booked him and paid the deposit.
Bought my dress.
Booked the band.
Booked the registrar.
Booked the appointment for giving notice and paid for it.
Contacted a few different florists and booked an appointment.
Decided when we would go ring shopping.
Started a Facebook group and invited people to “Save the date.”
Got the information from the hotel for guests to book rooms, including a discount code.
Passed the information onto the guests so they can start booking - INCLUDING Jay’s parents.

This is what Jay’s done:
Spent a few minutes looking at invitations.
Chosen a suit by looking online but hasn’t been to try any on.
Came with me to some of the appointments I’ve booked.
Complained about the band I picked because he wants a soul band.
Changed his mind when I told him to find a soul band that he wants.

Are all men like this??

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I forgot to write about the best thing from Cambridge Folk Festival and that was the heavy metal ceilidh! The only time Jay will dance is when he’s drunk, or when we’re at a ceilidh; we’ve been to a few as some of my friends have had them for their weddings. The one at Cambridge Folk Festival had a metal band with electric guitars, drums etc. but playing folk music that you skip around to. It was lots of fun :o)

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Last updated August 12, 2016