Manic

After yesterday’s mad journey up to Manchester, we’ve been packing stuff up for the last twelve hours. Utterly knackered – one load of ex-furniture to the local tip (it was so knackered it wasn’t worth moving it, or trying to find another buyer for the stuff) and a whole bundle of stuff sorted.

Along the way, we’ve decided that I’ve got WAY too many DVDs, books and CDs, which makes life interesting – still, there’s lots of new shelves in Bracknell to fill with that kind of junk. Although I doubt there’ll be anywhere near as much once all this lot has been unloaded and sorted.

The first week of ’05 has been nothing short of insane, what with New Year, new job, new house, and still moving stuff from the old one. Next weekend is going to be the final push on that score – hiring a Transit van to get it all in, and working from there. And after that, with luck, some time to sit down and stop.

It’s a nice thought, but whether it’ll happen or not is another matter entirely…