Shellshocked
Well, we've done it - for better or worse, we've moved house, we have a home! Rather scarily everything seems to have gone relatively smoothly. Most companies have done what they are meant to do (not all, but certainly the majority) without too much shouting at robots on phones. Moving day was an experience not to be repeated for quite a while though. Despite a weather forecast predicting cool, rainly weather, we had what was probably the hottest days of the year; At least it felt that way whilst dragging ridiculously heavy items of furniture and boxes of crap and lifting them onto a very high, but rickety van which looked like it had been in use during the 50s. But, with the help of several friends (to whom we are eternally grateful, we couldn't have managed without them) our three van loads of crap was finally deposited onto our dining room floor. We had several panicky days where we thought we'd have to throw much of it away just to find our dining room floor again, but, low and behold, thanks to large numbers of cubby holes and huge wardrobes we've found the floor again. Quite an achievement! However, the pair of us are now so exhausted we can do little else but sit in front of the TV drooling eating ice-cream. I had forgotten just how bad my ME could get, but am being given a harsh reminder right now. My asthma isn't much better either, so my desire to get the house how we want it by yesterday at the latest seems unlikely to come to fruition. Impatience sucks big time! But, despite that, it is great that Sandy and I finally have somewhere we can feel at home and safe. (Am still a bit concerned about how I'm going to cope with Sandy's socks though!)
Huge thanks again to all those who have helped us and thought about us.
Huge thanks again to all those who have helped us and thought about us.