We are in the middle of moving house. We got the keys today. David hired a van and managed to prang it in the first 2 hours (there goes our £250 excess). Kitchen stuff is nearly all moved & in cupboards at the new house, as is David's half a tonne (literally) of vinyl and the stringed instruments (cello, 4 guitars, guitarlele). Tomorrow the removals van arrives for all the big stuff like the piano, sofa, beds, white goods etc. We'll shift the left-over smaller stuff like bookshelves etc ourselves in the van.
Right now, I am exhausted. I am still ill (chest infection, just finished a course of antibiotics for a staph-infected cyst, asthma playing up majorly, run down and exhausted) but there's still so much to do. We have to dismantle 2 desks, 5 bookshelves and two beds before we can fall over and sleep tonight (we'll be sleeping on a mattress on the floor). And even after we've shifted everything, we'll still have to clean the old place before giving the keys back.
Did I mention it's our daughter's 6th birthday on Sunday? Yeah. That too.
And I'm back to work on Monday.
It's... just a bit stressful.
But we'll get there. Eventually.
No idea when we'll have internet at the new house, so I won't be online for a bit (the phone is not conducive to interacting on DA, alas).
Catch you all on the flip side.