As some of you knew I was moving house well it carried on the path of trying to upset me as much as it could. Besides splitting my big toe knuckle 3 days before the move, stopping me from driving the hired Luton van. My solicitors sent me a letter explaining that I should have everything ready by 12 noon to vacate so that the buyer can move in. Well I got a very good band of strong fit helpers in to lug al the heavy stuff. And we got pretty much all of it in the van and the few cars we had, bar a few things that the new owner was happy to store in his/my garage for us to pick up once we have dropped the contents off. 1:30 I got a call saying to hand my keys over to my buyer! Homeless! We moved all our wagon train down the road to have a rest while I wait for my phone call to tell me I was no longer homeless. 14:30 I got the call and we were rolling to the new settlement!
We were met with the same van as ours in their parking spot. Please note that I was moving from a 4 bed detached to a 2 bed end terrace. To be told that they are just going with their first load? "Okay which room can we put some of our stuff in then?" "None!" was the reply. "Okay can we at least put the food in the fridge freezer?" "Once we have empted it" I had to limp away at that point.
Once the van had gone I made the decision to put our van in the slot and empty the contents on the back lawn so we could get back to my old house and pick up the last few items. The weather was the only thing on my side it seemed. Even the shed was still full so once I knew what was staying we emptied it. and I put in my garden stuff etc. We watched them load the van so badly and slowly it was not until 17:45 we could get anything in the house.
It was agreed that he could take 3 light fittings from the ceiling as I did at my old house and replaced them with plain fittings. But all I got was live wires hanging from the ceiling. Luckily one of my wonderful helpers was an electrician and sorted me out.
We have broke the back of it but still living out of boxes and finding little surprises broadband up and my life may be a little more relaxed (I Hope)
I went to the fracture clinic last Tuesday to be told the reason my foot is still hurting so much is the fact I have arthritis in my feet and I had such a trauma it has bought back Gout so one more tablet to take for a bit.