I bought an apartment at the start of May. Settlement was expedited to fit in with other people’s dates, so suddenly I had keys and to get all my boxes and furniture transferred within a week or so.

In two weeks’ time, I have a week’s holiday. I booked it because that was when I would be moving house. I am going to snuggle under the covers for a few days and recover from the whirlwind.

My home and work calendar had written across these six weeks, since I realised in November last year how busy I would be, “Here be Dragons. Intensive Teaching. Do not book anything else”.

Mainly everything in my new place is in wonderful condition and I am so very happy here.

But, for the last three weeks I have been using these sophisticated tools…

… to fix this….

…by pushing it back into the roof.

Then it began fizzing and buzzing yesterday.

So, three or so weeks after moving into a new place, before I had a list of things to mend, I had a handyperson out today to put wood into the ceiling to firmly attach the appliance back in place.

And …I just bought a new phone this evening.

My six year old iPhone SE finally checked out as I was trying to use it to pay for dinner a couple of weekends ago. Or at least the battery started sulking every time it needs to go for more than a couple of hours without charging – plummeting from 35% to 1% within seconds.

The replacement, refurbished, same vintage model in “excellent” condition that I ordered the night my phone broke arrived last week. With a far worse battery than my current phone. So broken that the settings screen advises the battery needs servicing. I gave in and will return it for a refund and stop living like its 2016.

The week before that, I had my front door lock drilled out by a emergency locksmith, and a new lock put in. I had locked myself out (complete with unwell cat in carrier, late to the vet, remedied by Ubering). This is a very secure building, so no breaking in to my apartment was possible. I had it on my to do list to give a spare key to the nice neighbour, but hadn’t worked my way down to that bit yet.

So, after unexpectedly spending several thousands of dollars over a week or so, I have a bathroom ceiling fan, a door lock, a phone and a cat who needs lots of extra hugs and time. Oh, and new glasses. Because, of course, it was really essential that those new glasses I had ordered three weeks beforehand would arrive and need to be paid for in the same week.

I already had a fan, lock, phone, cat and glasses before I spent that much. At least now I know they can’t possibly need more fixing. Right? Right?