I’m on call, which always leaves me on edge, had some kip earlier because then I was tired, and I’m always on a bit of a high after developing code and new websites. So, I’ve been lying there for half an hour with things buzzing through my head. Not worth trying. I’ll sit here until I get sleep again, and then go to bed.
Getting close to the move. Talk about stress. Sheesh! Never knew what stress was until this month arrived. Telling the removal firm we wanted to move, and giving them an address, but not knowing if we’d actually been accepted for the flat!!! Boy, stress-city!
Anyway, finally moved into a brilliant three-bedroomed flat. Those who know us – mail us for the address/phone number.
(old post, copied from an old location, I know it was February 98, but not what day or time)
And this month I found out that Boots had offered me a job in Nottingham. Grete packed in her job, because her boss was being completely unreasonable. Started planning the move (sort of).
(old post, copied from an old location, I know it was December 97, but not what day or time)
Grete passed her driving test :-))))))))) Congratulatory e-mails to [removed]. The little brown (red? burgundy?) car is finally getting used, and we are planning trips all over the place to visit friends missed for a long long time. :-)))) Life certainly gets better all the time 🙂
(old post, copied from an old location, I know it was June 97, but not what day or time)