I feel like I haven’t spoken to you lot in years! You may have noticed - well I hope you have! – that I haven’t posted these past few days and that I haven’t been on Twitter. There’s an actual reason that’s not laziness!
When my mum died, I had to tell the council as she rented from them. They told me that I wouldn’t be allowed to stay in my house – this was the day after she died, by the way; just what I wanted to hear, obviously. As my sister is only 17 and is completely dependent on me, they’re obligated to help us find something, but we’d have to be out by the end of January. We were given the option of two flats: one so horrible I walked out and wanted to cry, the other a little better. We had to choose, so we chose number two.
Last Thursday I had to go to the flat and talk to the contractor to see what we wanted doing in the house. They’d ripped out the flooring and there was ripped wallpaper and mould. They said we had to move in on the 10th. A WEEK AWAY. They gave us a week to get a four-bedroom house down to a two-bedroom flat that we don’t even want to move into. I also work full-time. I nearly threw a hissy fit.
So, yeah, that’s what I’ve been doing. Packing my childhood house in boxes and throwing/giving away at least half of it. I get home about six and we work until 11 when I fall in bed. And this weekend, I sat down about twice a day? Such fun.
Obviously, this means that I probably won’t get a chance to start reading and blogging again until we’re in the flat. And then I need to get the internet set up because, now this is great: there isn’t a phone line... SO. I’m planning to be back and on normal schedule by the 19th, but please don’t beat me up if I’m not! I’m still around via email and kind-of Twitter on my phone so I’m still vaguely there.
Wish me luck!