Me and my Miele

This morning was once again an early start, 5.45 jeez 51 years old and I still hate getting out of bed, I remember the days travelling up to London for work, throwing myself out of bed, onto the bus then onto the train, applying makeup as I went. I also remember my Dad calling me, and calling, and calling because I do like a snooze button, but this morning I wouldn't say I leapt out of bed it was more like a roll and shuffle to the bathroom, my beloved still hasn't worked out that it's best not to talk to me and it has nothing to do with coffee deficit, I just can't work my jaw to speak when my body still thinks it should be in bed. So I had more cases packed and the coffee machine and headed off to Pareklisia to wait for Cyta to turn up and install the TV and internet package......... I waited and waited whilst doing washing as I have refused to use the machine in Kolossi now as the stink drives me mental, and my new Miele appliances are all brand new.  Now all the instructions are readily available but who ever reads them, which lead to a situation that had me perplexed, my washer has no knobs and I'm a knob kind of a girl, could I get the washer to start I was using the touchpad and being very polite with it, I wasn't banging it or even swearing at it but I just couldn't get it to start, until I happened to lean on the machine to stand up and the door shut and the start button suddenly lit up, so thats how you start it!!! you have to shut the door doh..  Washing on, coffee made and Stitch lying in his new garden, that was when he wasn't being scared by the grass that is, he truly is a very strange dog.

By 11.30 I was bored and decided to call Cyta, this involved calling the Agent and asking for a number, he gave me directory enquires and they gave me the number which turned out to be the wrong number but I was given the correct one by the man on the wrong number, nothing is ever simple, I then called and got a lady who informed that we were not booked out with the technician and she would send my number to them and they would call me, could I get any more frustrated, I was unable to call the technicians myself apparently they don't have a call department so after a few calls between my beloved, myself and the Agent I decided to go back into Limassol and speak to the lady that had made the booking.  So Stitch and I travelled back down the hill and walked into Cyta, the lady recognised me and called me over and when she looked at her system she apologised as she had inadvertently knocked our booking, so she called the technician (how clever, I wasn't allowed) and rearranged my appointment for tomorrow at 1.30pm.  All this may seem trivial but when your 3G doesn't work and the dongle went doolally, these things really matter, so we are moving to a lovely house with limited 3G on MTN, no dongle on Cyta and now until tomorrow no internet internally, I was glad to get to Starbucks for my coffee and free wifi, and 3G resumption.

Stitch and I finished at the house around 4pm having washed and dried the bedding and towels, oh god it is so exciting to have all the appliances that make life simple, a drier who would have thought you could get so excited about a tumble drier, I was in absolute rapture with the dishwasher, now we have mastered the art of hand washing dishes we have a dishwasher, doesn't matter that I have dishcloth hands they will heal now I can wash the dishes in me miele!!!!!