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I forgot…

that I needed to touch up some of the white ceiling paint and areas above the picture rail. …but I’ve done that now, so never…
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Rapid, we hope.

So, my friends who are moving to the US this coming week went from a standing start to packing their stuff into a container today,…
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The experience is quite odd

There’s this alternation between excitement, terror and boredom. Things like handing in my notice, that’s terrifying. In many respects I love my job, my department’s…
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If anyone doubted my intent

Tonight, someone’s coming to look at buying my valve amp and my Goldring Lenco GL-68 Transcription turntable. This is getting serious now.
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Monday’s not the day

But in my head it feels like the day. There’s no particular reason that I shouldn’t get a visa for the US. I’m not a…
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Side Effects

As a side effect of our friends running point on the whole moving to the US thing, we discovered today that apparently the Visa and…
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‘s odd

So we’re starting to approach, with at least some semblance of it being real, the point when the house is, for all practical purposes ‘finished’.…
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S’not completely stopped me.

One of the many things I despise about allergy season is the tiredness. This is at least partially down to the fact that normally I’d…
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Yesterday the realisation landed

I’ve known for a while, on an intellectual level that we would get the house ‘finished’ and sell it. As in, as the paint’s drying…
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Sooo close.

Sat on the piano is an envelope. It contains: I-130 Petition for Alien Relative G-325A Biographic Information (x2) Photos Lots and lots of trees, repurposed…