At 6pm I worked out that I'd worked 16 of the previous 24 hours. Now at home and have just packed a box.
Tomorrow I settle on the new flat - by this time next week I will (hopefully) be moved in having had ceilings painted, sugar soaped and painted walls, taken delivery of a fridge, a bed and a chest of drawers and generally transferred boxes of stuff.
Some time about April I plan to take a deep breath and relax.
Tomorrow I settle on the new flat - by this time next week I will (hopefully) be moved in having had ceilings painted, sugar soaped and painted walls, taken delivery of a fridge, a bed and a chest of drawers and generally transferred boxes of stuff.
Some time about April I plan to take a deep breath and relax.
posted by Susan at 8:07 PM
1 Comments:
Moving is such a chore! You feel like you'll never have enough boxes, your back and your feet ache from hauling them from house to car to house, and you can't find ANYTHING.
But it's a finite process, and one day you will flop down on the sofa and say, "I sure do love my new place."
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