Jun 09, 2010 17:41
... is what I'm trying to do.
I've started packing, even though we haven't got a new place yet. We've been offered a flat in another multi, at the bottom of the hill, but we've no idea when we'll get to see it because there's work being done to it. Despite the location being okay I've heard that these flats are smaller than this one and Dave isn't keen on having less space. It has a balcony though, and I like the idea of having a bit of outsideness.
The trouble is, we only get to see one flat at a time. What if we refuse this one and then the other two we get shown are totally unsuitable? Just typing this is making my head hurt.
At least we have a sort of timescale - the council wants this building emptied by November. It was freezing during the winter because the building was so empty. Okay, we got a heating grant but when you're spending £25-30 a week to barely make the temperature into double figures, £250 wasn't a lot.
I need to think about finding a removal firm. Apparently, the firm the council recommend are 'a disaster'. I've got no idea about how to do this or how much of my relocation grant the move will take. Dave thinks I'm thinking too far ahead but the thinking, the planning and the packing are the only things keeping me even slightly balanced right now. The urge to crawl into a hole and not come out ever again is HUGE. Everywhere I look in the flat there is something which has to be done and I'm feeling overwhelmed.
demolition,
packing,
moving,
pani