Thought I'd track a parcel Amazon are sending me. Went to the Parcel Farce website and it seems they tried to deliver it yesterday, hmmm... no card through the door.
Anyway now I'm stuck in waiting for the automatic re delivery. Thought I check and make sure it's on the van... Seems it's been delivered and signed for. Not by me and I've been in all day. Is it worth me calling to find out where they left it?
Thanks to Naina at ParcelForce Acton, we have established that the parcel is still on the van (even though it's showing as delivered on the website with a signature to prove it) and the driver is gong to try and get to me before 5pm.
I had wanted (needed) to go to the DIY store today... As it is I'm still waiting for the parcel.
Yesterday I went to see my solicitor (lawyer) and tied up the last two things outstanding re my dad's Will. Sp it's all done now, finished. I felt really odd walking out of his office with two bits of paper, thinking that less that two years ago I'd been sat in that same office with my dad when he gave me power of attorney. I walked back to the car park in a bit of a daze.
Came home via the electrical wholesalers, wasn't even sure what I was there for at first. Remembered just in time before anyone asked me what I was looking for. It was a 2 gang in-line socket for Ian and my project Mac mini Web and mail server. Went to my storage unit and found the right cable to put on the 2 gang in-line socket and came home.
Put the draw fronts on the kitchen chest of draws of doom.
I kind of feel a little empty now I have done all the probate stuff. I need to collect my dad's ashes, but I'm worried they'll of lost them. I am sort of feeling that the last 2 years didn't happen. Feeling very odd indeed. Strange all the probate stuff finished yesterday, yesterday would of been my mum's birthday... Maybe that's why I feel a bit off..
At least my back feels a lot better.
Parcel arrived. Didn't have to sign for it, presumably because this would really confuse things.
Nora phoned with instant worry removal service... She phone the undertaker and he hasn't lost my dad's ashes.
Dave phoned and invited me to a party. Just hope I don't have to stand on a doorstep pretending to be a friend of "John, err... no Pete, or ummmm Jane?".