Playin' house!
Blimey, I love this flat!!
I'm gleefully, blissfully happy here now. There are still a few boxes and bags to sort out, but nothing that can't wait its turn until my back is better. I now have some spiffy venetian blinds at the windows, easier to regulate the light than the pre-existing roller blinds, and am planning on having some curtains eventually, to soften the edges a bit and make the place more snuggly in winter.
The flat is exceptionally well sound-proofed and also very well insulated, and I barely notice my neighbours most of the time.
Saying that, they've noticed me...
Unfortunately (at the time), although fortunately (with hindsight), my cat Teasle decided to parade around on a window ledge and was spotted by the president of the residents' committee. Yea verily, the shit did hit the fan, initially. A week ago, after putting my "case" to him and another few residents, the committee have decided that Teasle can stay with me for the rest of his fluffy life, provided that I neither add to nor replace him. This suits me fine, and who knows, by the time my pudden pops off, there may be a whole new pet-friendly committee. Well, pigs may fly, too, but, as I said, who knows?
The upshot is that my mental health is improving now. I hadn't realised how much of a strain the move and the cat-related stuff had put me under, having become used to sleeping patchily and feeling constantly edgy. The feeling of relief and well-being is almost tangible, and I'd make a fortune id I could bottle it and sell it.
My back is still another story. I pulled it way back at the start of April and have been off work ever since. The stiffness usually seems to wear off during the day, but the sciatica is bloody vile and seems to be ever-present. I don't like taking painkillers, but I give in eventually, when I can't find anywhere sensible to put my right leg, short of unscrewing it and leaning it in a corner to hurt by itself. I've now got a TENS machine from Boots, and have tried it once for about two hours. It did seem to give some relief, so I shall have another go tomorrow. I suspect it's going to be heavy on the batteries, so I'd better find out which box they're in...
I'm gleefully, blissfully happy here now. There are still a few boxes and bags to sort out, but nothing that can't wait its turn until my back is better. I now have some spiffy venetian blinds at the windows, easier to regulate the light than the pre-existing roller blinds, and am planning on having some curtains eventually, to soften the edges a bit and make the place more snuggly in winter.
The flat is exceptionally well sound-proofed and also very well insulated, and I barely notice my neighbours most of the time.
Saying that, they've noticed me...
Unfortunately (at the time), although fortunately (with hindsight), my cat Teasle decided to parade around on a window ledge and was spotted by the president of the residents' committee. Yea verily, the shit did hit the fan, initially. A week ago, after putting my "case" to him and another few residents, the committee have decided that Teasle can stay with me for the rest of his fluffy life, provided that I neither add to nor replace him. This suits me fine, and who knows, by the time my pudden pops off, there may be a whole new pet-friendly committee. Well, pigs may fly, too, but, as I said, who knows?
The upshot is that my mental health is improving now. I hadn't realised how much of a strain the move and the cat-related stuff had put me under, having become used to sleeping patchily and feeling constantly edgy. The feeling of relief and well-being is almost tangible, and I'd make a fortune id I could bottle it and sell it.
My back is still another story. I pulled it way back at the start of April and have been off work ever since. The stiffness usually seems to wear off during the day, but the sciatica is bloody vile and seems to be ever-present. I don't like taking painkillers, but I give in eventually, when I can't find anywhere sensible to put my right leg, short of unscrewing it and leaning it in a corner to hurt by itself. I've now got a TENS machine from Boots, and have tried it once for about two hours. It did seem to give some relief, so I shall have another go tomorrow. I suspect it's going to be heavy on the batteries, so I'd better find out which box they're in...