It droppeth from a great height

I know that at least one reader of this blog will understand exactly what I mean by that title. 

To set the scene, the tone of my next seven day period is usually set on a Saturday. Get Saturday right and the rest of the week just seems to follow on in my household. Well, last Saturday was a doozy! A parcel of some importance did not get delivered which will seriously damage my work at home this week. Hazel has not felt very well since Saturday morning and is having to wait in for me today as the parcel is, apparently, to be delivered today now. Lulu was not too well yesterday and is, anyway, due to be in hospital at the end of this week for her final operation. Corey appears to be teething yet again which probably means yet another cold and chest infection and I am still waiting for some sort of hospital appointment about my back pain. Add to that the minor issues of another company sending me an email that got all it's information wrong and, for a while, convinced me that it was a phishing expedition and you get some idea of my week so far. I won't even go near the problems some colleagues and friends are having at the moment because it's not my place to but they certainly are! Boyoboyoboy!!!!!

Just to bring this up to date, my parcel arrived at 15.00 this afternoon and the driver apologised! He also said it wasn't his fault as he was not driving on Saturday.......................... What a company!