Tag: moving

Moving 2018: Goodbye, Manor House

April 30, 2018

Things have not gone particularly right today. Bank would not allow a standing order of sufficient magnitude to be set up online to pay rent. Went to bank. Ran into friend on the way. Lovely to see her! 20 minute delay on way to bank. Cannot set up standing order at bank kiosk either. Eyed customer service. Concluded they were the wrong people to talk to. Went to cashier. Stood in line several minutes for cashier. Turns out I should have gone to customer service. Customer service helps me. STILL…

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mostly library

July 8, 2015

The spotty child is on the road to recovery. There weren’t any new spots yesterday, just old ones increasing in awfulness, and today they are slightly fewer in number. Last night he was smoothing his hair down, and I said, “Stop rubbing.” He, greatly offended, said, “I’m NOT rubbing! I’m trying to look cooler! So the girls will notice when they walk by!” *dies of laughter* Unrelatedly, the other day we were all out in the back garden tossing an (American) football around, and Indy wanted me to do something–I…

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pajama day

July 6, 2015

Yesterday was a pajama day. After all the moving and the party and the pox we were exhausted, and then our silly child got up at 6:20 in the morning. I got up with him and tried to read while he watched tv, but about 9am I fell asleep reading and crawled onto the couch and pulled a pillow over my head and only woke up enough to mumble, “Yes, you can watch that,” every time he asked about something (once it was something I hadn’t let him watch before…

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a warm house

July 5, 2015

The housewarming party went really well yesterday. Most people were able to attend despite the poxy child, and in a fortuitous combination of good weather and me just not being up to trying to otherwise entertain said poxy child, basically the adults spent the entire afternoon and evening outside in the vast, beautiful back garden while the kids alternated between watching TV, running around, and reading graphic novels. Normally I wouldn’t let them have the TV on, but…yeah. This time they got to, and so basically the Long Room was…

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insult to injury

July 3, 2015

You know how in the last blog post I said there was insult added to injury regarding the bookcase? It got worse. I thought, well, I can’t possibly finish anything if I don’t put the new bookcase together, so I got ready to do that and I opened the first box and…both the long sides were broken clean through, a foot from the end. I had noticed when we collected it at the store that one end of the box was floppy, but c’mon, it’s flat-pack. There’s weird packing in…

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