I should have known today would be bad when I woke up at 6.30 with diarrhea, which meant turning lights on and putting my glasses on and therefore no chance of going back to sleep till my alarm went off at 8am. This afternoon I found out that it was because Sainsbury's poisoned me - they put milk in their Free From Chicken things. Which at least explains why I haven't been right since I had one on Sunday.

Then today got suddenly busy with last minute stuff ten minutes before the end of the day. But I managed to escape half an hour late. And when I got back my work Secret Santa present had arrived - I was getting worried since it has to be in by Thursday, the redirect on my post means anything sent after tomorrow takes an extra day and there's a postal strike here on Monday.

Tomorrow I get to get up at the normal time, manhandle my hoover into the car (I've never picked my hoover up for any more than very short distances as I have no stairs), de-ice said car no doubt, fit some other stuff in there, convince the car it really does want to start, convince the car it really does want to go, put petrol in it and drive to the new flat by 10am to pick the keys up. Then clean it and wait for the BT engineer to come sometime in the afternoon. And hope it's before 5pm so I can call Zen and tell them to give me broadband. And that's going to be the quiet day in comparison to Saturday...

Now, last time I moved my phone line cut off at 10pm, but my internet stayed on as long as I was connected. This time it's getting cut off at noon, so it'll be interesting to see if the internet's still working, since my router is permanently connected. Otherwise I'll be hoping my neighbours with the unsecure wireless network have it switched on (they don't always).

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