H Samuel Complaint

Why do we buy stuff online?
To save dragging the kids on 2 busses, walking around a packed and rather smelly town center? To save money (bus fair and that inevitable Costa that I have to buy to destresss)?
Or just so you can order in secret without your hubby seeing?
I ordered online, because of all 3 of those points. I visited the H Samuel website and ordered a lovely pair of hinged sleeper earrings for Jay, after his got lost under the skirting boards.
What happened? I was sent the wrong product. Like totally wrong. This was Feb 2nd and I was promised by the lovely lady on the phone I would be sent a replacement pack and my earrings would defo be with me by Valentines day.
Well, it’s now 2 days until Valentines day and no pack from H Samuel.
I called customer services and explained what had happened and was (rudely) told that I would have to pick them up from store if I wanted them in time for Friday.
If I was willing to drag my 2 kids out in the piddling rain and hurricane force winds on my own (I never leave the house on my own, that’s a whole different kettle of fish) I would have done.
So for the price of item being delivered, I now have to spend nearly £10 on a bus.
And of course my hubby had to have no surprise for Valentines Day as I had to tell him about this. It’s not often I get the chance to surprise my husband, and even this rare time has been ruined.
Well done H Samuel.

Not impressed.

Where Have I Been?

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Hi ladies 😉

Firstly sorry I havn’t blogged since before Christmas but time has been very stretched these last few weeks.

We had a lovely Christmas and New Years and I spent it in the best way possible… eating too much and consuming my body weight in Baileys Irish Cream. I was very happy.The kids got lots of lovely presents (90% of Willow’s were Peppa Pig related) and have been trashing my living room (with creative play of course) ever since.

Olive has sprouted a tooth and is now on the move. Backwards. She can only go backwards! Why?! Answers on a postcard please. Willow has suddenly turned into a self opinionated *grits teeth* little angel. And I have been busy with writing my portfolio for my business and being ill. Jay is fine. He is just Jay.

After having Olive, something didn’t ping back into place, you know, down there. And I’ve been in and out of the doctors for weeks. I’ve been poked, prodded,  and had scans and hands… everywhere. But what is wrong with me? No idea. I am being sent to a swanky private hospital in 2 weeks to see yet another doctor. So, hopefully we will know then.

One thing I do know is, bleeding heavily for nearly 7 months is shit. Yup, shit.

The have ruled out any infections and suspect it isn’t anything to do with my retained placenta that I had after Olive. Which is good I suppose. But they did find a little cyst on my left ovary.

While I am so incredibly glad they cannot find anything horrible (and lets face it, life threatening!) it is horrible to still not have any clue what my body is doing. I have been getting lots of belly ache and achy legs and the odd nasty headache. But all my blood tests came back normal. I’m not anaemic… yet.

So, you see, while I love writing my blog I have had to step down a little, get off the laptop and get down n’ dirty with my work and health. I must concentrate on getting better. Because while I am being poorly I cannot concentrate on my work or my *grits teeth again* little angels 😛

PS: I found time to write this blog while sat on bed rest. I forgot how funny Jeremy Kyle is and what it feels like to actually lay in bed all day. How do people do this? How did I do this? its boring. I want to be back downstairs falling over toys and potty training.

 

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