Today was the first day of moving, it was just a light move but enough to have me sitting here typing this with aching bones trying to digest this rubbish called Private Practice, at least scrubs is on next.
The day started unlike the previous day as today was the day that I was able to collect the keys to our new Rental. I was there 5 minutes before the estate agent arrived, luckily I received a phone call to keep me busy. On entering the agency I was welcomed in no way like any other agency has welcomed me, with a Smile. The keys were ready and I was out of there in a few minutes. So straight home to pack the car and start the non stop convoying from house to house. Oh it was so much fun, I did get a break though, to take the car to the Shell Service Station and fill it up ( Oh a big Thanks to Anna Bligh for increasing the price in petrol B*****).
Did I mention I am sore. All part of the moving process that I need to embrace. I have borrowed my Uncle Twins Ute for tomorrow as I start some of the heavy work, with the moving of beds and chairs. Wish me luck.
Thursday, July 2, 2009
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