Really quite knackered

We moved house last weekend, that is we moved to our first ever house last weekend. Picked up the keys on Friday. Hired a van on Saturday, and several friends helped us move all of the large furniture that require the van. Promised to pay them in beer and pizza, except that they all left, and Abi and I didn't have our pizza until about midnight!

Sunday, more moving, smaller boxes this time that could fit into a car. Abi's Mum and Dad helped, celebrated with some bubbly that evening.

Monday, more boxes, helped by Abi's Dad.

Tuesday, I went back to work, but Abi and her Dad kept moving stuff, including all of our Froesch boxes from the garage in Dyce. Went to Spice of Life for a curry in the evening.

Wednesday, both of us at work, moved the last of the little bits out of the flat in the evening, again with the help of Abi's Mum and Dad.  The amount of stuff we have is beyond a joke, I've no idea how it all fitted in that tiny flat.

Thursday, cleaned the flat. Out there until 22:00. 3 Mince pies (of the small Christmas variety) for tea! In bed by about 23:30

Friday, up at 06:00 again. Finishing work early to do a last check of the flat before we hand the keys back. Then we will only live in Inverurie. Yeay!

No  unpacking or anything tonight, I'm knackered!