Ugh. I hate moving.

And so it begins. The hellish nightmare of changing residences. I am blogging, obviously, to put off the inevitable. I am procrastinating. When I finish I might actually wash some dishes (which I also hate, but it's the lesser of 2 evils.) Then, packing. Tomorrow at 12 the keys are handed over, the transaction complete. Rich and I will start carrying suitcases and bags of stuff to the new flat. Max is coming to look over the apartment (he's my painting expert) and change the locks. Sunday evening some our friends (mostly the ones who owe us a favour because we lugged stuff from NA for them) are going to help us move furniture. Monday the fridge is coming.

Good news: Sunday afternoon we're bringing Sparky home!!! Thank you Uncle Marek for taxiing us to Lwowek and back all the time!

I'm not looking forward to painting, but I'm excited about living in an apartment with normal coloured walls. Agata's apartment is nice and Monika and Marek's is gorgeous, but almost every other place I've been in here has at least one or two rooms salmon and turquoise. It makes me wanna puke! No offense anybody who has these colours, it's just not my taste.

Well, I guess I should go... I'll try to take lots of pictures.