When the Du Du Duz Duz!!
The Blokes New Digs
There are many stresses in the world today you know? Never mind age old classic stresses as discussed literally the other day – death of a loved one, house moving and relationship break up – but additional stresses are trying times, world uncertainty, bad politics and general unrest – so there are times when you JUST don’t want anymore on top of a rising stress pile!
So the house is in a stage of disarray – the packing has started there are boxes everywhere. I have a confirmed rental, Suze is awaiting her referencing still. Things are coming down, stacks are building up. I will not take up residency in my flat till next month sometime – l would be in quicker – but the landlords despite advertising as unfurnished put furnishings in and now l have requested they remove them, otherwise l would be arranging to move stuff in this weekend.
The house here needs some sprucing up, the garden needs to be pulled down [vegetable wise] and beds packed up, soils bagged, composts broken down – so generally the stresses are creeping up.
This afternoon, the landlord rings and says she is putting the property on the market for sale – and wants a sign up, an agent in and viewings arranged – which means additional stress considering the times we are facing with quarantining and so on.
When the du du duz duz decide to hit the fan, seemingly it duz it in style here – a better more descriptive word from me is Bollocks! This just makes everything even more stressful. If you are going to sell, why not wait for us to be gone?
We have things we have to do here first.
Good job, change isn’t my arch enemy anymore!! [He says through gritted teeth at all the suddeness!]
Thanks for reading, catch you next time!