The movers have come and gone. A nice man arrived on the doorstep about half an hour after they came and went and bought every piece of furniture in the house except the computer desks, which he probably would’ve bought if he’d had more room in his truck and trailer. He didn’t pay all that much for everything, but he TOOK THEM AWAY, which is all I care about at this point.
However, it did mean we had to go check into corporate housing a few days early, because we no longer have a bed.
We also went and signed the closing paperwork on the house. It is now official. There is no turning back (not that we were planning to). The house belongs to somebody else, and it’s now just a matter of cleaning it, getting our clothes, and getting out.
I’m too gorram tired to have much feeling about this one way or another.
Soo…you’ve really decided to move then…? Just messing. :D
My mom borrowed U.S. from me and is REALLY enjoying it. She likes your style. She’s not halfway through yet so I’ll say more when she’s done. :D
Wahoo! It gets easier once the movers have gone. The cats don’t like it much though, I guess? Mine don’t. They get all paranoid.
WOOHOO CATIE IN IRELAND WOOHOO!