It gets a little wearying lugging, putting up curtain poles, drilling holes, banging nails, putting up shelves, trying to find places for things, moving things around and generally ripping your old house to bits.
I’m knackered.
After multiple trips to charity shops and the tip we still seem to have just as much stuff here as we did at the beginning!
It’s not conducive to a calm mental state!
But then what is? In these days of Trump looming on the horizon, Oban the Putin lover, and Melei the fascist, Netanyahu, Hamas and religious extremism, global warming and mass extinctions, the world is looking a lot worse than it did twelve years ago,
I thin 9/11 changed things.
Still, we have a nice house and we’re not being bombed. Things are good! (I’ve just got to sort it all out!)
Off I go, humping book cases, books, CDs, vinyl and stuff – loads of stuff! It’ll all work out in the end!!