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Nov. 29th, 2007 09:57 pmThe broadband appears to be working at the new flat, so I guess it's officially 'home' now.
The new place is covered in bags full of clothing, boxes full of books, and boxes full of random crap... so, as anyone who visited either of my last two residences is no doubt saying, no change there. Of course, this time I am resolved to actually unpack them all and get it all sorted out and tidied away and generally be a grown-up.
Hey, it could happen.
I actually went back to the old place to let the agents and a potential new tenant in today, and realised that I'd left one of my mirrors on the wall when I emptied the last of my stuff out of there last night. So, as of lunchtime today, all my stuff is definitely out of there. Probably.
In other news, I have an ulcer on the side of my tongue that's bigger than some of my teeth. If I have conversations more than about four sentences long, it actually becomes so debilitatingly painful that I have to sit down, and often starts bleeding. Fun! Still, it's only been there a week or so, I'm sure it'll go away any day now. And on the bright side, the pain level of eating has meant that mostly I haven't been, so I've lost at least a stone at a guess. My cheekbones are looking good. ;)
Oh yeah, the decoration at the new place is really seriously bad. I bought it off a retired couple, and it looks like something out of a late '70s Ideal Home Magazine. I have chandeliers. If anybody can recommend a painter and decorator based in the London area (or willing to work in central London anyway) then please do let me know, I'm very very keen to hire one (or two) ASAP.
The new place is covered in bags full of clothing, boxes full of books, and boxes full of random crap... so, as anyone who visited either of my last two residences is no doubt saying, no change there. Of course, this time I am resolved to actually unpack them all and get it all sorted out and tidied away and generally be a grown-up.
Hey, it could happen.
I actually went back to the old place to let the agents and a potential new tenant in today, and realised that I'd left one of my mirrors on the wall when I emptied the last of my stuff out of there last night. So, as of lunchtime today, all my stuff is definitely out of there. Probably.
In other news, I have an ulcer on the side of my tongue that's bigger than some of my teeth. If I have conversations more than about four sentences long, it actually becomes so debilitatingly painful that I have to sit down, and often starts bleeding. Fun! Still, it's only been there a week or so, I'm sure it'll go away any day now. And on the bright side, the pain level of eating has meant that mostly I haven't been, so I've lost at least a stone at a guess. My cheekbones are looking good. ;)
Oh yeah, the decoration at the new place is really seriously bad. I bought it off a retired couple, and it looks like something out of a late '70s Ideal Home Magazine. I have chandeliers. If anybody can recommend a painter and decorator based in the London area (or willing to work in central London anyway) then please do let me know, I'm very very keen to hire one (or two) ASAP.
