The plumber (I refuse to refer to him as a heating engineer) came back this morning, to repair the damage he did to the central heating a fortnight ago, when he installed the new boiler. For half an hour, I seethed in my study, while he hurried from radiator to radiator, attempting to bleed them simultaneously, thereby causing filthy water to spurt from several at once, damaging carpets. As soon as he left, I rang the contractor to complain, yet again.
The rest of the day was all work. Since both secretaries are on leave this week, I spent hours photocopying stuff for students, and seething some more at the fact that, despite now having two secretaries, I and all the other academic staff still have to devote an excessive proportion of most weeks to the photocopier. I exacted retribution by way of a long (and fruitful) dawdle through the library stacks, before dividing the rest of the afternoon between rereading The Spaewife and rewriting a course for next term.
More rewriting and rereading tomorrow.
Hamster and wheel, hamster and wheel.
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