Horror of housemoving
It's over.
I survived.
New apartment is full of boxes.
I do have some Internet access on a regular basis now.
Spending the afternoon on Sunday in my old apartment after doing the key handover throwing up until I couldn't any more and then lug the last stuff across by train and bus to the new place was one of the least fun experiences of my life, and possibly even trumping the entire last two weeks of gruesomeness.
I'm also slightly recovered from the lurgy.
I survived.
New apartment is full of boxes.
I do have some Internet access on a regular basis now.
Spending the afternoon on Sunday in my old apartment after doing the key handover throwing up until I couldn't any more and then lug the last stuff across by train and bus to the new place was one of the least fun experiences of my life, and possibly even trumping the entire last two weeks of gruesomeness.
I'm also slightly recovered from the lurgy.