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It's becoming more real as we went to Paraparaumu on Friday to look at places. We've settled on one that is about two blocks from the beach and is $330 p/w but also gotta remember to get power sorted and then phoneline+broadband is in around the $100 p/m range so maybe hang on that until Alan is getting paid. His first salary (monthly) doesn't come until the beginning of January so my savings are going to get us through the month of December before we work out a repayment plan that doesn't leave us flat ass broke to meet costs. Also, need to know if my job/transfer is secure or I gotta hype up my CV yet again.

Will post new address and other contact details for those interested at some stage, because everyone will want to visit and hang out in our sleepout. Which reminds me, pandoras_evil_t I don't mind paying the train fare for you to come visit for a week as a b-day pressy or some such, if you can scrape up some spending money and we hit up Welly and other touristy attractions. We can work out details when I'm up in Hamilton.

Gratch is not happy about the boxes, although she thinks they are a wonderfuly set of stepping blocks. She is addicted to achieving high perches. Thankfully she's only got stuck once. But she also tries to attack the bubble wrap because she likes the popping noises. Will not adore us for shutting her up on moving day and then caging her to travel down. But the new place has a cat door so she can be an inside/outside cat... until we go up to Hams and she's in a cattery.

Having to stop myself from buying dvds, particularly ones on special at the Warehouse or Whitcoulls. Having to keep myself from spending much, period, especially 'til after we move.

Anywho... have I mentioned enough that packing sucks?

Fin.

I have so many books. They are so heavy. So not cool.
Today was packing packing packing with a break for a couple walks and some smut. I finally gave up when I realized I was starving. Got around to emptying the dishwasher as well as having some food. And watched CSI.
I'm sure I'm going to break the weight limits on my suitcases. And that's just clothes. :(

( Who has commented on my lj? )

Fin.

( A Series of Letters, written by Rachel Jeanne )
I wish I was that clever. But I still think that was the highlight of my day. Everything else has been packing or painting. Yes, my life is so interesting.

Fin.

I have a terrible time counting things. I don't know why. But when things don't add up... I get confused, and freaked out. I'm supposed to be good with numbers.
I spent a lot of time packing things up today. Things that can go out in the damp shed and not perish. I wrapped them carefully and even labelled the box with all the really fragile things. I realized I have a lot of "itty bitty bits" but none I'd like to part with. The fact is, they're tasteful.
If I wasn't doing that, I was reading, or walking in the snow. I loved it. We had four inches and it was pretty. The kitties walked in each other's tracks, to keep from having to walk in too much snow. They had very direct paths to where they needed to go. So funny how they hate it.
The amount of snow made me miss Spot.
I was sitting in my chair, reading with Sam on my lap when all of a sudden Gary got out of his chair and said, "All right, lose the kitty."
I glanced at him and asked, "Why?"
He didn't answer, just told me to lose the kitty and come with him. Two minutes of bantering must have passed, as I asked where we were going and why, and him not answering beyond us going into the new house. Finally, I put down my book and stood up (displacing the cat), and followed him into the new house. It was just carpeted earlier this week, so it was cool to see that.
Moving on up stairs to my bedroom, I found out Gary just wanted to know how I wanted my wardrobe done. As in... shelves? Well, we figure there will be shelves on either side of a door, and some above the rail to hold hangers, but not too many. However, I'll probably do well to hang all my shirts and such so it's no biggie.
He could have just said so in the beginning.

Fin.