I had a feeling of uncertainty each time I walked across the kitchen. Something didn't feel quite right. The vinyl flooring was lifting slightly. Nothing major - or so I thought.
As I am planning on redecorating the kitchen this year I decided to ask the landlord to check. So a chappie came. You know the sort of chap. Favourite phrase is "Tut, tut" uttered just after a rapid intake of breath. Drives you crazy.
Unfortunately he couldn't even manage a "Tut, tut". The kitchen floor will have to be replaced. I am not looking forward to it. Emptying a kitchen so that all the floor standing cupboards can be taken out is not a prospect which fills me with glee. The thought of all that mess doesn't make me happy.
I don't know when all this joy will be visited on me. The surveyor has to come and this will not be a cheap job so the landlord will need a budget. Oh dear.
So, I have decided that one sensible thing would be to eat down my food stores to minimise the stuff which will have to be stored whilst the kitchen is out of commission. Ah well, that should benefit the budget.
And as the contractor will have to make good I won't have to pay someone to decorate the kitchen myself!