purplerabbits

Am at work and not dead, so things could be said to be going OK. Not having any fun, mind you, but I'm sure I'll cope.

The flat's looking good, and I'm beginning to get used to being there. We threw out HUGE piles of boxes last night, so it feels a lot nicer and like a home. Next I need to unpack rocks and ornaments and stuff. I've unpacked all my books and vinyl and CDs, but they're all still in pretty much random order, so one rainy day I'll have to sort them out. Rachael managed to move and unpack all in one afternoon, which astounds me.

I have to go into a meeting now. Bah!