I have been busy trying to finalise estimates for the removal. We get the keys for the new house on 22nd March, so there is not much time. Removal anticipated for the end of the month probably. But it is incredibly stressful trying to get companies to commit themselves to an actual estimate. Having spent ages trying to spell both the old address and the new (it would be a Gaelic housename!) to two central call centres, I ended up exhausted. It is a rest to be sorting through stuff to go to charity shops. None of it is helped by my levels of tiredness and still feeling a bit wobbly. I am blaming the tablets though, not Him behind the wheel.
And I don't mean the rabbit.