I’m at my sister’s house in Newmarket this morning. Waiting for my brother to come over. He has the car which is packed with another load of stuff to move to the Beaches apartment. Today I am taking down the kitchen table and chairs and of course, yet more books. I tried to let some books go. It’s not easy. I have put a few aside to take to the second hand bookstore this time I’m down here.
I think Graham will be here soon so I should make sure I’m ready.
Happy heat wave. Why does it seem men pick the hottest summer days to decide this is a day we will move furniture?