Lock-down Day 145

Level 2! That's all I'm going to say ...

I see in the news that cigarettes are flying off the shelves faster than you can say 'Level 2'! The tobacco manufacturers were not pre-advised and nobody knew for sure, whether they would be allowed to transport cigarettes to shops before midnight ... unlike the alcohol manufacturers, who were given all the time & information needed to be ready for today's onslaught. So, most stores were sold out within hours ... most 24-hour shops were even sold out by 1 am this morning - people ignoring the curfew. After all, who knows when they will go back yet again, and ban the sale of cigarettes again ... An invitation to chaos, for sure!

I tried to collect my drivers licence today, but they close every Tuesday at 11 for sanitising, so, try again tomorrow.

At work, I'm tying myself in knots with this system I'm trying to design ... I keep going around in circles, trying to find the best starting point for each activity. Access is much better for this kind of thing - as I'm linking databases (lots of large ones), generating queries and reports ... all exactly what Access was designed to do. I want it automated as much as possible - yet, at the same time, without running macros (little programs that do things automatically). I'm beginning to think that I may have to write some macros. Well, record them.

I'm gobsmacked! I just received mail from my landlady! Basically, she's inspected my flat yesterday afternoon, doesn't like how I live and unless I meet her expectations, she will give me notice!

Okay, first of all: she had no right to enter my flat! She claims 'the fire alarm went off' ... uhm, what fire alarm? Secondly, inspecting my flat yesterday afternoon ... when it was in a particularly bad state? Like I said: I'm gobsmacked!

Clearly, like me, they've come to the conclusion that this isn't working anymore. And they've clearly gotten legal advice - which is why they have waited for Level 2, when it is legal to evict. And then, the mail is written in good English - neither of them are capable of that! And the 'excuse' for entering my flat ... that smacks of legal technicality!

As I read that mail, I went ice cold - so I've made myself a chamomile tea to warm up again. Sheez, seriously? For now, I'll go to bed ... I'll think tomorrow ...