The elusive Sunday Night Post
I sit here in the old house, surrounded by boxes, and chaos. Tomorrow morning, the movers come, and our new house will suddenly become our current house, and our current house will become our old house.
William has been sleeping better for the last few nights, but right now he’s being quite cranky due to over-tiredness. It’s been tough on him, a lot of stuff that he wants to play with is either packed up, or already at the other house. He took a bit of a spill tonight too, and scaped himself up a little, which isn’t contributing to his good humour.
So, tomorrow the cable people will show up and hook up the internet connection at the new house. Once that’s done, I’m going to come back here, and unhook everything, to take it to the new house. Once I’m there, it shouldn’t take more than a few minutes to get everything hooked back up and running like the well oiled P200 that it is. Total down time should be less than a half hour hopefully.