(We're not situated at the exact location where we were three years ago, though).
One major thing on our minds after hearing about the move was: "Where the hell are we going to put all of our stuff?"
In Ivy's words, "We moved from a mansion into an apartment and now finally we're moving into a room," - so we had to find ways to stuff our crap in the limited space we have here.
Miraculously, we found comfortable spots for our sofa, table, stuff from horror room, and more crap that we collected in that one year or so we were upstairs. We also had a potted plant, but somehow, Ivy managed to 'secret' it's disappearance.
The new 'home' feels...ermm, cold. Literally speaking. I mean, a dead body could be lying somewhere here and we wouldn't find out, because it'll be kept chill like forever, you know...like cold cuts.
Anyway, one good thing that came out of the move is that I've managed to reduce my big stash of crap to a small stash of crap.
It was kind of painful to throw away unwanted notebooks (into the recycling bin!) but I gots to do what I gots to do...and I'm finally home at my workstation - crap and all.
Ian is behind me now, working on something. Can't see what he's doing. Mel sits on my left and Nasa behind her.
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