Sunday saw us going to Comet/Curries/Argos to get a washing machine and a vacuum. After much faffing around, we selected a Hotpoint washer-dryer unit that will be delivered to the new house this friday and a Hoover vacuum with more certifications and acronyms than you can shake a fist at. We chose it because it's red and can handle pet hair. Hopefully, it won't choke with Katy hair, but we'll have to test that.
We were welcome home with noise from upstairs. Joy. I can't wait to be rid of those people. The agency notified us of another visit tomorrow. I hope they're not frightened off by the massive amount of boxes that are slowly taking over the flat.
I'm confirming the people from work who are going to be helping us this weekend, and I think I might have sold the TV. More details to come during the week.
Oh, as a side note, I'm still hurting from that workout last thursday. I'm going to give it another go today to see if I can't shake the last of the stiffness muscles with a fresh dose of pain.
†Yet Another Shopping Spree