It is only a week or so until the house move now. Most of my stuff is packed.
My friend Jo paid a suprise visit last night. "Shall we have a cup of tea?" I asked, only to realise that I had only got one mug that hadn't been packed. We couldn't decide if we should share the mug between us or whether I should drink from the tiny plastic jug that I use to fill the kettle.
In an ideal world Jo would have volunteered that she actually preferred to drink tea from a plastic jug. She didn't say this and so I was left with no alternative but to let her use the mug and I had a cold beer from the fridge instead.
Everything that you've been told about house moves being stressful is true. The beer will the last thing that I pack and the first thing that I unpack at the other end.
Awesome site...