1. US to S’s flat, Oxford (June 2010)
2. S’s flat to Summertown (July 2010)
3. Summertown to Glympton (September 2011)
4. Glympton to Piddington (December 2012)
Yes, that’s four moves in two years, which is going some even for me. Stick a fork in me, people. I’m done. Next time my belongings are relocated, I intend to be out of the country enjoying a holiday while professional movers wrap, fold, box and pack everything; then unwrap, unfold, unbox and unpack everything at the other end. I will simply leave detailed instructions and oversight to someone I can trust.
The new place is lovely, and in about two weeks’ time, when everything is sorted and I can step through the front door, into warmth, and have a glass of wine popped straight into my eager hand, it’ll be terrific. My plan now is not to move house in 2013 at all. If I suggest otherwise at any point next year, I give all of you permission to stage an intervention.
In other news, this has been NaBloPoMo. I missed one day, but what the hell. Stats went up to a stratospheric 70 views, and are now pretty much back to normal, but I do seem to have picked up some new followers. So, ‘Hello, new people! I hope you stick around.’