Waiting In

Today I had to wait in not just for one thing, which is bad enough - having to stay within range of the front door indefinitely, unwilling even to go to the loo in case the anticipated arrival knocks, shoves a card through the letter box and runs off before you can respond - but for four visitors of which only two had specific time slots, so I could have been waiting round all day or been faced with three at once, however it all turned out fine: our Freecycle items were picked up on the dot of 8.30; the asbestos man came as agreed at 9.00 (and confirmed we had none in the barn); by 10.00 the box of CDs for Music Magpie had been collected; and the oil tanker pulled up at about 11.30; all done and dusted by 12 noon enabling me to prepare lunch without fear of interruption and take that delayed comfort break.