OK, so after 3 frantic days of moving we finally got all our crap into our new place. But now it seems like our crap has been multiplying in the back of the car. We have so many unopened boxes and no place to put the shit. Boxes everywhere. EVERYWHERE!!
I hate boxes :(
We even managed to get our bed moved to our new place without paying for a trailer or van. We simply got some rope and tied the bloody bed to the car. We also tied the doors closed (Doh!) so we had to climb in through the car windows. Not so easy when you are feeling tired and cranky pants :(
Ceri was in the back seat without a seatbelt with the washing machine holding our pot plants obscuring our view and Phil was sitting in the passenger seat coz that was the only place we could fit him (Phil is way over 6 feet tall). 15 minutes later we had the bed off and into the new pad. I had to go back to get the trolley we left at the flat and on the way there I passed 4 coppers (the filth, the flange) on the way there. I would have been in so much shit just for the bed on the roof of the car not to mention Ceri without a seatbelt. Lucky. Let’s never do that again.
We also bought 2 goldfish. Did you know they can live for ~20 years. No shit.
We haven't named them yet. We will after they survive the first week. If they do then they get names and I can become attached. I will teach him how to play fetch and hurd sheep.