All Quiet

Over the weekend, all is likely to be pretty quiet here.

Because of the utter insanity of our timescales and lifestyles, we’re going to be doing a lot of the packing up, and general sorting out of the house this weekend. Yes, there’s still another weekend between now and Moving Day, but in that one we’re up in Birmingham at the Good Food Show, and – um – doing something else that I can’t quite remember right now.

But anyway, it means that this weekend we have various people round to help with shifting stuff about, getting it into boxes, slinging unwanted/broken stuff into a skip we’ve hired, and generally just getting ready all the stuff that we can get ready.

Hound is away in kennels for the weekend – she’ll enjoy it, and there’s no point in stressing her out while there’s loads of people around and moving stuff. She’ll be freaked out enough when she comes back to find her house mainly boxed up and ready to go.

Obviously there’s some bits that’ll wait ’til the removals people arrive on 30th November, and they’ll do all that, but all the fun stuff like books, DVDs, CDs, techie crap, desks, non-essential furniture and the like is all getting done this weekend.

I’ll be glad to get back to work on Monday for a rest!


Sorted

So yes, Saturday was successful. We’ve now got a place lined up, and it fulfils all the requirements on cost, location, availability, size, location, the lot.

It feels like we’re getting somewhere – and about time too.

As an extra side benefit, it means I’ve only got three weeks more of using B&Bs all week. And while it’s been an OK way to do things, being able to go home in the evening is going to be a really good thing. Yay, and indeed Woo.


Snotty Blackberries

I got in to work fine in the end – and yes, the trains were a lot emptier than usual. All told, not too bad, and it meant I got to read through some of the OU Course material.

Anyway, while chumbling through a whole bunch of waffle and crap about Management, I was looking round the train carriage, and I noticed just how many people were using Blackberry machines. I really can’t believe that all these people are so important to their workplaces that they have to get their email pushed to them wherever they are. Of course, I know, Blackberrys are a “status symbol” that also supposedly says “look how important I am”, and as such it’s not something I’ve ever really bitten on anyway.

Personally I just wouldn’t want one. Hell, while I love a lot of the ideas on my little XDA, I’m almost certain to get rid of it next year when it comes to renewing my phone contract, and go back to a standard-type mobile. I simply don’t use the features enough on the XDA to make it worth my while to upgrade again, and particularly so while the poxy thing continues to crash on a regular basis.

But what I understand even less is the people who have both a Blackberry AND a mobile phone…


Bleh

Ah, you can tell it’s Monday 13th.

It’s 8am, and I’m still at home. By now I’m supposed to be in London, and pretty much on my way to Kings Cross in order to get my arse on the Cambridge train.

Only I feel like crap, having developed a cold and cough, and slept through the alarms. And now, well, I’m going to be late.

Still, it means the trains won’t be as crowded, with luck…


Another Step

After a long day travelling round bits of Norfolk, looking at houses to rent. And we’ve got a top three, so it’s all looking promising. Now it’s “just” finding out what the letting agent needs in the way of paperwork, deposit, money, credit references and the like. Joy.

Some of the places we saw though, Jesus Christ, truly nasty. One we didn’t even go in, having looked from the outside, and one we rather wished we hadn’t gone in. Put it this way – mould, cold, storage heating, and a bathroom suite in a colour that can only be described as “Orange”. Blech.

Still, it’s another step along the way towards getting us where we want to be. Hallelujah.


House Hunting

So today we’re going to be up in Norfolk, looking for a place to live. Well, to rent initially, and once we’re done with that and moved, we’ll be looking for somewhere to buy.

Currently, Herself has organised no less than six places for us to look at, so we should have something sorted by the end of the day, with luck.

It’s all coming together at last!


Chill Factor

I’ve mentioned before, I find that I’m pretty impervious to the onset of winter, and really don’t notice that it’s getting colder. I’m actually more comfortable in this type of temperature than I am in summer, although I’m far more tolerant (Hey, now there’s a sentence you don’t see me say often) of summer temperatures now. But all the same, given the choice, I like the transition from summer to autumn to winter.

I was walking in to work this morning, and wondered why I was getting some funny looks. Obviously the first paranoia is about zips and the like, but then it slowly dawned on me that people were looking at me a bit oddly because I was walking along dressed only in a short-sleeved shirt and t-shirt (and trousers/boots, obviously) while they were all wrapped up in big coats, scarves, gloves, and all the paraphenalia normally associated with some kind of sub-zero outing above the Arctic circle.

OK, there was some ice on the windows of parked cars and the like, but it wasn’t actually cold, you know?

I wonder what all these people are going to wear when/if winter comes?