Consequences

My monitor stopped working so I bought a new one.
I discovered the problem wasn't the monitor, it was the hub, so I bought a new one.
It turned out the new hub didn't work with the new monitor so I bought a better hub.
Two working monitors; two working hubs... So I got myself a larger, more robust desk for my bedroom from Freegle and set up a fallback workstation which I have been using since the week before Christmas while my 'office' has been in use as a guest bedroom.

But it isn't any more, so now is the time to dismantle it (easy - the 'desk' in my 'office' is an old door resting between a filing cabinet and an old set of drawers) to paint the window reveals which I couldn't do when I painted the rest of the room two years ago because my new windows were made/delivered/fitted so far behind schedule.

When I got up this morning raring to paint (as if), I had completely forgotten that sanding-and-filling has to happen first. So today I have been moving furniture, covering things with dust-sheets, sanding and filling - including loads and loads of holes and gaps in other parts of the house.

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This is very untimely, as I'm sure everyone has had more than enough of Christmas carols for the next 50 weeks, but when I was in the kitchen before Christmas, switching off carol medley after carol medley (oh, how I hate them) I heard an instrumental version of the Coventry carol with a saxophone that almost isn't. It's one of the few carols that has a good tune and is just the right combination of mournful and hopeful. This arrangement transports me.
May it usher in a kind and peaceful 2025 for us all.