Sometimes life just gets in the way of, well, all the good stuff. That and perhaps moving flats and starting a new job in the same week wasn’t such a bright idea. Without any time off work. Argh.
Aside from that, it’s only taken nearly two months since moving in to get the internets sorted as the previous sods who lived here didn’t pay their bills. But nothing to whinge about, our new flat rules so I thought I’d share a few pics now we’ve rediscovered all our stuff that has been hiding in boxes…
The smallest tambourine
China and books are battling for shelf space
The ukes all lined up
Much wine has been drunk whilst unpacking and arranging
We've even managed to clear the garden and grow some greens
Finding homes for all our things
There have been moments where I’ve felt like I’m drowning in a sea of forms over the last few months but hopefully, it’ll all be worth it. And as for the new job, it’s pretty good, incredibly busy and the people are great. That and apparently I’m a much nicer person now I don’t commute and get up at stupid-o’clock everyday. It’s amazing what an extra couple of hours of sleep does for your relationship/complexion/disposition. How do you cope with moving/changing jobs and times of endless chaos?
