Moving

Well hello everybody,

I am finally writing something again.
I have started a new job and done 1 months notice at my old job. I don't think I had any free time that month. I think I got to cadets once and life grp about twice. I think I spent 95% of my time working or sleeping.
My last night at my old job I stayed up late and spent 3hrs wrapping up fudge and writing bible verses onto a card for each of the 119 boarders. An then I managed to get up for the 0630 shift the next day. After that finished and the boarders were off to school it was into the shower and start packing the rest of my stuff up. I had managed to get some done the Saturday before but still had a reasonable amount to do. We dropped my cat off the vet on our first trip over to my new place. He was going to stay there the night because he had been (& still is) sick for the previous month and my flatmates were having a house warming. So he was staying the night and the vet was going to see how he was.
We did most of the moving but it had rained during the day so couldn't move the custom wood for my infamous waldrobe. We then started on the cleaning and J went home for tea and I ate then did prep till about 2000. Luckily J was happy to come drop me off to my new flat as I would have been to tired to drive.
The next day I woke up at 0800 despite wanting a sleep-in. Then back to the boarding house to grab the rest of the big stuff and get it dropped off and the trailer back to the petrol station within the 4 hrs (and to pick the cat back up while the vet was open). We then had a late lunch and back up stairs to clear the last of the little things into my car and finish with the cleaning. I dropped the keys off just before dinner and went back to my nice new flat and toasties for dinner.
Now I really need to start work.
luego