It was a hard old slog for Finlaw and GO, at any rate, but we are in our new house. As they emptied the storage unit of all our worldly goods, I began the great sort out. It's been a few days and it's starting to feel like home. I'm not totally enamoured with the bathroom, it's old and brown, but it's clean, now! I pulled half a head of human hair from the plug hole, it was foul. I was sick and then had to alternate between cleaning up the hair and vomit. I scrubbed the place. It's not perfect but at least it's clean. Bonus we bought a new loo seat so at least our bottoms are the only ones that have sat on it. The rest of the house was very clean or had been newly painted. The rooms are very big, we are infamous for being hoarders and we've struggled to fill the house. It is starting to feel like home, I've spent the whole day here on my own today and it's been lovely to have peace and quiet.
Friday, 1 April 2016
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