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The Big Move
Mar. 24th, 2009 05:04 pmSo the big move then. God it seems so far away and thank God it's over now. It started on Friday as the removal men arrived at the house at quarter to 8. As we'd packed everything and we were paying a stupid amount to have it done, we refused to lift a finger, giving us ample time to carry bags to the charity shops, recycling centres and clean the house. Oh, and prepare tea. I was a little worried that I'd packed some of the boxes too heavy but it didn't phase the two lifters at all. I have no idea how they picked up some of the boxes. They even took the bed apart. It couldn't have been easier. It took them about three hours to load up the van so at about 11 we got a train to Leeds to go and get our keys to the new place.
At the other end we signed all of the stuff and I finally felt like I could get properly excited, especially once we got in the flat. Everything is so new and shiny! We had a bit of time before our stuff arrived so we went to get a sandwich around the corner. The shop was playing the Pulp best of. Clearly a sign! Then at around 2 the van arrived with all of our stuff in. So we stayed in the flat while everything came to our door! Wonderful. We're mostly unpacked now. There are just a few more book boxes and then it's just the little bits. It looks great though and it's weird that in a flat we seem to have more space for stuff than we did in the whole house in Skipton. It's all coming together nicely though. No rotting wood, no shitty freezer, no damp. Bliss.
On Saturday we went back to Skipton to give the house a final clean and then give the keys back. Where the bed and sofa had been was fiuarly disgusting but it was an easy job to hoover it up. James' Mum came over so we could use her hoover. Then we gave the keys back and that was that! We stayed in Skipton for a bit though. It's funny seeing it from a tourist view though and I think that I might prefer it that way. I'll probably buy more from the market that way. At 12pm I went for a hiar cut but on the day I'd decided to grow my hair a bit and so didn't have that much taken off in the end. Alison was very kind and didn't charge me even though I begged her to take my money. I haven't got used to it yet. I probably prefer my hair sticking up but I was so bored of it that I thought I'd try something new for a bit.
I read by the canal for a bit and the met back up with James and his Mum who'd taken some of our house stuff back to Carleton. The we headed to Canalside restaurant which was lovely. Salmon, asparagus and pasta goodness! And panna cotta. Omnomnom! Good weather too so overall a good day.
Once we travelled back to Leeds (goodbye crap commuter trains!) we did a quick shop at Wilkos for stuff and bought a wardrobe from Argos then over the next two days we figured out how everything worked! It's been going ok though. We're very pleased with it, even if it still feels like we're in a hotel on holiday. So I will post some photos when we have the internet at home.
I will miss Skipton though I have to say. In its quaint little way. I'll miss the people who I used to see on the train daily. Legal Lady (I have no idea if she worked in law, we just deicded she did one day), Silly Hat Man, Phone Lady. But hey, I won't miss the trains.
It's all go at work. I've moved house, Eleanor's got married and Liz has got a new job so my boss is leaving! And they're not replacing her until September. I've got to get out! If they try dumping stuff on me I will tell them where they can stick it. Unless they give me some more money of course. I don't really want more work though, I just want to make it to graduation so I can get out of here!
I forgot to mention that I went to my book group before I left Skipton. There were only about ten of us and we read Sebastian Faulkes' 'Engleby'. I wasn't over keen I have to say but I was toally in the minority. Everyone loved it on account of it's unreliable narrator but for some reason that didn't grab me as much as other people. It's interesting when that happens. It really does make you see books in a different light.
Finally I must mention Jade Goody's death. It's a bit of a thorny issue. To put everything aside it is shocking that she's died of cancer and she's three years older than me. And while I'm not entirely convinced that the media stories were to provide her children with money, (the presence of Max Clifford is always worrying) I do forgive her a fair bit as she's inadvertantly raised the awareness of cervical cancer and so screenings have shot up. And that can never be a bad thing.
At the other end we signed all of the stuff and I finally felt like I could get properly excited, especially once we got in the flat. Everything is so new and shiny! We had a bit of time before our stuff arrived so we went to get a sandwich around the corner. The shop was playing the Pulp best of. Clearly a sign! Then at around 2 the van arrived with all of our stuff in. So we stayed in the flat while everything came to our door! Wonderful. We're mostly unpacked now. There are just a few more book boxes and then it's just the little bits. It looks great though and it's weird that in a flat we seem to have more space for stuff than we did in the whole house in Skipton. It's all coming together nicely though. No rotting wood, no shitty freezer, no damp. Bliss.
On Saturday we went back to Skipton to give the house a final clean and then give the keys back. Where the bed and sofa had been was fiuarly disgusting but it was an easy job to hoover it up. James' Mum came over so we could use her hoover. Then we gave the keys back and that was that! We stayed in Skipton for a bit though. It's funny seeing it from a tourist view though and I think that I might prefer it that way. I'll probably buy more from the market that way. At 12pm I went for a hiar cut but on the day I'd decided to grow my hair a bit and so didn't have that much taken off in the end. Alison was very kind and didn't charge me even though I begged her to take my money. I haven't got used to it yet. I probably prefer my hair sticking up but I was so bored of it that I thought I'd try something new for a bit.
I read by the canal for a bit and the met back up with James and his Mum who'd taken some of our house stuff back to Carleton. The we headed to Canalside restaurant which was lovely. Salmon, asparagus and pasta goodness! And panna cotta. Omnomnom! Good weather too so overall a good day.
Once we travelled back to Leeds (goodbye crap commuter trains!) we did a quick shop at Wilkos for stuff and bought a wardrobe from Argos then over the next two days we figured out how everything worked! It's been going ok though. We're very pleased with it, even if it still feels like we're in a hotel on holiday. So I will post some photos when we have the internet at home.
I will miss Skipton though I have to say. In its quaint little way. I'll miss the people who I used to see on the train daily. Legal Lady (I have no idea if she worked in law, we just deicded she did one day), Silly Hat Man, Phone Lady. But hey, I won't miss the trains.
It's all go at work. I've moved house, Eleanor's got married and Liz has got a new job so my boss is leaving! And they're not replacing her until September. I've got to get out! If they try dumping stuff on me I will tell them where they can stick it. Unless they give me some more money of course. I don't really want more work though, I just want to make it to graduation so I can get out of here!
I forgot to mention that I went to my book group before I left Skipton. There were only about ten of us and we read Sebastian Faulkes' 'Engleby'. I wasn't over keen I have to say but I was toally in the minority. Everyone loved it on account of it's unreliable narrator but for some reason that didn't grab me as much as other people. It's interesting when that happens. It really does make you see books in a different light.
Finally I must mention Jade Goody's death. It's a bit of a thorny issue. To put everything aside it is shocking that she's died of cancer and she's three years older than me. And while I'm not entirely convinced that the media stories were to provide her children with money, (the presence of Max Clifford is always worrying) I do forgive her a fair bit as she's inadvertantly raised the awareness of cervical cancer and so screenings have shot up. And that can never be a bad thing.
