I've been somewhat silent of late, going back to the era of forgetting I even have one of these blog things. Truth is, I just don't know what to write, unless I just grumble about stuff, and you know how I do hate to grumble.
What the hell. I need to move again, second time this year, third time in the last year (if you don't count a bunch of mini moves) and the 4th or 5th time in a year and a bit. I'm kind of tired of it.
Haven't done anything wrong this time, or even been accused of it, they're just renovating the building.
Er... know of a place?
5.19.2019
All over again.
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We've had decorators in for 2 weeks now, and I confess, it's turned my quiet and private life upside down, to the extent I fear for my mental health. So I can't imagine how it must feel to move so frequently. Yet you seem so philosophical about it. Much respect.
BTW... "Montgomery" is me, Don. I'm writing this on my phone and it's the only I'd available
Moving is a pain. And now we have stuff, real person stuff like furniture! Had next to nothing when we moved into this empty place, slowly gathered a few things and then bought a bunch of stuff from the next door neighbor in one go. Then the place was real nice, bed, wardrobe, fridge etc. About 2 days later they say.. errr.. they're reconstructing here so...
Anyway it's a pain.
And i knew it was you.
I guess I'm inimitable. A one off. Unmistakably me. Shucks 😋
Yeah and you're the only one who comments here 😁
I like that you have many names and it makes it look like a bunch of people, well a few, are actually reading here.
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