Naked movie
Consonant reader,
I have now relocated. I moved in to my new pad in Gloucester on Saturday making umpteen trips in an expensive hired van lifting weights/ furniture and boxes double my body weight. The added bonus of it being a very sunny day resulted in me losing a good 3 pounds in weight after burning/ sweating it off. I was extremely tired by the end of it let me tell you.
The day before the move I decided to shift all of my belongings in my house in Bristol into the downstairs lounge, so that it would all be ready to shift out into the van the next day. I had been wearing the same clothes for a couple of days and therefore was making a pretty nasty stink. I therefore decided to wash my clothes, so off they went and into the washing machine. It was then, after the door had shut and I'd turned it on, I realised all of my other clothes were up in Worcester, a clear 60 miles away. I couldn't jump in the car in the buff and drive all the way up there. I'd get funny looks.
So instead, for the rest of my day of packing up and boxing everything up and getting all my furntire nicely ready moving completely naked. I have to say I found it quite liberating, except sometimes when moving some wooden furniture with splintery bits, I was in danger of giving the pecker a little bit more wood than usual (God- how many penis/ wood jokes can you think up?) Obviously I drew all the curtains and locked the doors just incase somebody walked in, you know, just incase. My clothes were then hung up to dry on a clothes horse near the oven, which I turned on to full. 4 Hours later I had clothes on again and smelling like a godamned rose.
Moving is a testing time for anyone. Like getting married or having a kid it really does push the physical and mental boundaries somewhat. Its has to be done but its such a fucking pain.
However now I'm up in Gloucester. Its all over now. ..No, actually its not- curtains, shelves, more furniture are to follow, so me and the girl can start living and get settled before we start work in the month of September. I had broadband installed on Sunday but I don't have any wires to connect it to the PC so it'll have to wait a bit (I'm blogging up in Worcester at the mo). I suppose the worst thing is knowing that we have to do this all again in a years time in order to BUY instead of RENT.
Ohh faaackk..
B x.
I have now relocated. I moved in to my new pad in Gloucester on Saturday making umpteen trips in an expensive hired van lifting weights/ furniture and boxes double my body weight. The added bonus of it being a very sunny day resulted in me losing a good 3 pounds in weight after burning/ sweating it off. I was extremely tired by the end of it let me tell you.
The day before the move I decided to shift all of my belongings in my house in Bristol into the downstairs lounge, so that it would all be ready to shift out into the van the next day. I had been wearing the same clothes for a couple of days and therefore was making a pretty nasty stink. I therefore decided to wash my clothes, so off they went and into the washing machine. It was then, after the door had shut and I'd turned it on, I realised all of my other clothes were up in Worcester, a clear 60 miles away. I couldn't jump in the car in the buff and drive all the way up there. I'd get funny looks.
So instead, for the rest of my day of packing up and boxing everything up and getting all my furntire nicely ready moving completely naked. I have to say I found it quite liberating, except sometimes when moving some wooden furniture with splintery bits, I was in danger of giving the pecker a little bit more wood than usual (God- how many penis/ wood jokes can you think up?) Obviously I drew all the curtains and locked the doors just incase somebody walked in, you know, just incase. My clothes were then hung up to dry on a clothes horse near the oven, which I turned on to full. 4 Hours later I had clothes on again and smelling like a godamned rose.
Moving is a testing time for anyone. Like getting married or having a kid it really does push the physical and mental boundaries somewhat. Its has to be done but its such a fucking pain.
However now I'm up in Gloucester. Its all over now. ..No, actually its not- curtains, shelves, more furniture are to follow, so me and the girl can start living and get settled before we start work in the month of September. I had broadband installed on Sunday but I don't have any wires to connect it to the PC so it'll have to wait a bit (I'm blogging up in Worcester at the mo). I suppose the worst thing is knowing that we have to do this all again in a years time in order to BUY instead of RENT.
Ohh faaackk..
B x.