I went to Ikea last night and have purchased a bed. This was important. I shall hopefully put it together this afternoon.
I’m going to leave at lunchtime today to collect the keys and see the place again. I am very excited. I can’t wait. New house!
I do have some work on monday tho, which is good, and it looks like my boss has a new project for me to manage. Stuck a bit now, new project here which is 10 mins from work vs a 5 month contract at better money in Cardiff (1 hr on the train) for an organisation I’ve always wanted to work for. I have a potential contract in January too from someone else so things are looking up. I have stopped worrying now really.
I need some cardboard boxes, there were non in the Ikea box recyling place last night. What to do?!
We went to the bottle shop, that was exceedingly helpful. And I felt very proud carrying my babies out of the flat.
Your babies???!
I shall go to the offlicense then. But I worry that I might get suckered into buying wine. Oh well.
Not before you move Charlie, more to carry. Will have to drink it all tonight.
I could drink a lot tonight and move with a hangover. That would make sense. Not like I haven’t done it before.
Man I am so excited to be moving into my own space.
PS why would you put a bed together before you move?