Ok in the grand scheme of things, and in the face of others adversity, my stress is my of my own making at the moment.
Moving House is NOT FUN, at one time I would have looked at it as an adventure and been happily slinging the old out for the new. I was always a light traveler and often moved.
This time however over a period of ten years I have collected treasure, something I always said I would not do. Books, yep the real kind with covers ad pages and artwork in them. Too many of them, and sadly where I am moving to is much smaller and the majority will have to find new homes.
Now that is fine, its just that a school would definitely not want them. they are in the main Occult based, ok they may want the few psychology and maybe just about the natural living type tome, but in the main theyre a teeeeeeeeny bit specialised.
Shoes are another thing, and coats, why on earth would i want 12 coats and thirty pairs of shoes and boots, because I saw them and drooled over them, most unworn. they will of course end up in the charity store.
Then there are the viewings, having the estate agent and the prospective buyer wandering round, at the moment its winter still and having coal fires and a coal fired rayburn is not condusive to a no dust house.
Anyone who says to me how how wonderful a roaring coal fire, has obviously a/ never had one or b/ has a daily cleaner,
because cleaning the darn things out and removing the ensuing dust that flies everywhere on a daily basis is NOT wonderful.
Having to be in possession of two properties is also not wonderful that is two lots of bills and service charges. until one is sold, and moving half into the empty one is not an option, as in this country at least, its guaranteed that the half you move in one day will no doubt be burgled by the next day. the buggers here would take the shoes off your feet if they could, and in certain areas of this country often do. Bring back hanging I say, at least that way we wouldn’t be paying to keep the little shites in three meals a day and a bed.
I for one don’t give a toss for political correctness. Ha in the UK the burgler would get off with a warning and the speaker of truth would be off to HMP for a period of time.
The world has gone mad, and if this move does not start to move, so shall I.
Have a Great weekend.