Good evening to all of you ether dwellers. It's an odd thought, but the only thing I'm going to keep, communications wise, when I leave this house, is my email address. Everything else will change. Funny that the least physical medium is the one most tightly attached. I'm going to shuck my real address and phone number, and pick up new ones, but email will still get through just fine.
Anyway, on with the show. And, you may have guessed, the subject of this evening's story - moving house. Which, frankly, sucks. It sucked when all I had to move was my stuff. Now I have to move my furniture too, and stuff seems to exponentially increase with the amount of places you have to put it. We're going to need a van. Unfortunately, before that happens, we're going to need a house too. We got dropped in the deep end at the last second and we're fighting to stay above water... we looked at a place in Caversham (name check - posh Reading suburb) and after serious consideration and discussion we decided that we'd need a miracle to get it. The miracle count is currently two and rising. Never let it be said that improbable things can't be made to happen if you try hard enough and honestly enough - sooner or later God will notice and shift the odds somewhere else. We're not out of the woods yet, but we've figured out what kind of woods they are, which is a hell of a lot better.
Matt