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Bad day...
Dec. 14th, 2010 05:34 pm
I was cleaning the oven this morning, ready for Christmas. It's an unpleasant job...but that's not the point. Part of the job is cleaning the glass. The glass slides out of the oven door so it's easier to clean. I've done it several times before. Today, I was being very careful as I slid the clean glass back into the door. The glass was dry. So were my hands. I had one hand below the glass so it wouldn't slide in too quickly and I wasn't putting any pressure on it.
It literally exploded in my hands.
It's safety glass, designed to break that way, though judging from the cuts I ended up with "safety" is a serious misnomer. But the real issue, of course, is the oven needs that glass to work. And it's less than two weeks until Christmas. The earliest we could get a call-out is Friday...I just hope the guy shows up with a replacement part. It's not like there's any doubt about what needs replacing, but usually these repair guys insist on examining the problem before they'll even order a part. Usually I'd agree with that. If that happens on Friday, I'm gonna be pissed. We've got a top oven which still works, but we'll never fit a turkey in that one.
In better news...I finished and uploaded my Yuletide story. I'm not 100% happy with it, but there's time before the final deadline to edit it if I can think of something else that needs to be in there. It's femslash, which is an unusual one for me: that's a genre I enjoy reading but rarely write.
Now I've got two more short gift-fics I want to finish before Christmas if I can.
My Christmas shopping is about done. I'm just waiting on Amazon to deliver some stuff. I ended up buying Mum a book. Mum's impossible to buy for: she doesn't need anything (at least nothing that's within my budget) and anything she wants like CDs or movies, she buys for herself. It's not unusual for her to mention something right before Christmas or her birthday, as if it's a gift-hint, then she spots it in a store and buys it for herself on impulse. Which is probably what she'll do with the CD I've bought her. But the book is a safer bet: she's not likely to just see it in a store and I know the subject of the book is one she is interested in (it's a biography). But Mum isn't a big reader. At least not of books: she reads the newspapers (although I'm with Inspector Morse on this one "allowing the pages of The Sun to pass before your eyes does not constitute reading"). She does read Sis's chick-lit occasionally, though, and she bought a biography of Maggie Thatcher a while back, though I'm not certain if she actually read it. So this gift choice is a bit of a shot in the dark. But it'll be a surprise, if nothing else.
Sis's main gift is a cooling pad for her laptop - something she asked for and I didn't even know they existed! And my gift for the Useless Fiance is something sis told me to buy for him: it's a DVD set of a TV show he likes (she wants to wipe it off their Sky+ so I guess technically it's a gift for her, too).
My little goth Christmas tree is up in my room, with gifts snuggled underneath it. I have tinsel around my TV and stars and a Santa stuck on my window. I've dyed my hair red in honour of the season and I have posted my second (and last) round of cards. I'm officially not Scrooge this year :)
On the other hand, there's still time. I'm actually working right up to and including Christmas Eve this year; this is a good thing, but it'll mean next week is going to be pretty rushed. Hopefully I'll still find time to see a movie on the Wednesday...though traffic/travel into Cardiff that close to the big day will be horrendous. We'll see.
It literally exploded in my hands.
It's safety glass, designed to break that way, though judging from the cuts I ended up with "safety" is a serious misnomer. But the real issue, of course, is the oven needs that glass to work. And it's less than two weeks until Christmas. The earliest we could get a call-out is Friday...I just hope the guy shows up with a replacement part. It's not like there's any doubt about what needs replacing, but usually these repair guys insist on examining the problem before they'll even order a part. Usually I'd agree with that. If that happens on Friday, I'm gonna be pissed. We've got a top oven which still works, but we'll never fit a turkey in that one.
In better news...I finished and uploaded my Yuletide story. I'm not 100% happy with it, but there's time before the final deadline to edit it if I can think of something else that needs to be in there. It's femslash, which is an unusual one for me: that's a genre I enjoy reading but rarely write.
Now I've got two more short gift-fics I want to finish before Christmas if I can.
My Christmas shopping is about done. I'm just waiting on Amazon to deliver some stuff. I ended up buying Mum a book. Mum's impossible to buy for: she doesn't need anything (at least nothing that's within my budget) and anything she wants like CDs or movies, she buys for herself. It's not unusual for her to mention something right before Christmas or her birthday, as if it's a gift-hint, then she spots it in a store and buys it for herself on impulse. Which is probably what she'll do with the CD I've bought her. But the book is a safer bet: she's not likely to just see it in a store and I know the subject of the book is one she is interested in (it's a biography). But Mum isn't a big reader. At least not of books: she reads the newspapers (although I'm with Inspector Morse on this one "allowing the pages of The Sun to pass before your eyes does not constitute reading"). She does read Sis's chick-lit occasionally, though, and she bought a biography of Maggie Thatcher a while back, though I'm not certain if she actually read it. So this gift choice is a bit of a shot in the dark. But it'll be a surprise, if nothing else.
Sis's main gift is a cooling pad for her laptop - something she asked for and I didn't even know they existed! And my gift for the Useless Fiance is something sis told me to buy for him: it's a DVD set of a TV show he likes (she wants to wipe it off their Sky+ so I guess technically it's a gift for her, too).
My little goth Christmas tree is up in my room, with gifts snuggled underneath it. I have tinsel around my TV and stars and a Santa stuck on my window. I've dyed my hair red in honour of the season and I have posted my second (and last) round of cards. I'm officially not Scrooge this year :)
On the other hand, there's still time. I'm actually working right up to and including Christmas Eve this year; this is a good thing, but it'll mean next week is going to be pretty rushed. Hopefully I'll still find time to see a movie on the Wednesday...though traffic/travel into Cardiff that close to the big day will be horrendous. We'll see.
