Just spent two hours ttempting to untangle 50 metres of solar garden lights. Since they are not coloured thought I would string them around the courtyard. Untangling was quite therapeutic really – for the first 90 minutes. The lights cling together like velcro.
Tomorrow I will attempt to untangle 50 metres of …
”Stubborn’ is the word that most describes me. My son took one look yesterday and said ‘Mum, just bin it and get some more next Xmas’. Very sensible, but the Scot in me says ‘Ye cannae waste it while it stiill wurks,’!
It. is quite absorbing – a reverse form of maccrame and good exercise for my left Parkinson’s arm. Also, with the tension of the bushfire threat it is quite good my calming the nerves up to appoint then you just have to walk away till another time. With. the weather being as it is and very hot and humid it is not worth going out and gardening so it’s Sunday morning and I will have another little go at it.
I have got bundles held with cable ties and really it is a two-person job but I simply don’t have the patience..
Day 3. The end. 50 metres was 40 metres too far.