I’ve not been back to my old flat in many days. It’s been really nice to be on more or less the same level as the train station and town, and the chaos is utterly unbearable in the house sometimes but I sit it out and it passes. We have a plan for me to hire someone else to help me insulate my room for the sound and then get paid back later on, which is a relief.
So, things to do in the old house. I have a few bits to bring down, which I can probably manage in 3 tiring trips or 5/6 easy ones. I also need to get the cleaning done so it’s ready for the new tenants and I get my deposit back in tact.
Some housemates let themselves in earlier today to return some chairs, and then returned and told me that there is the longest slug trail in the world in my living room! What?? Yeurch. I am very glad to be moving out, even if my new room is a bit terrifying.
I have four days. Let’s do this thing.
*swoops out to get the rest of the tat*
