Underpants

I'm sitting here in a vest and my underpants, minding my own business and reading about the new BMW 7 series' fancy key. Then out of nowhere a window cleaner climbs onto my balcony and starts cleaning the windows.

"Morning..." I say. To which he looks up, chuckles, and responds with the same, before cleaning the windows, then disappearing back down. At least this means I don't have to clean the windows.

Unpacked

Six years ago, I packed up all my things in Pembroke Pines. I knew that after I went off to Australia, I'd be returning to England afterwards and not coming back to America. Even though I had an apartment, it wasn't big enough to properly unpack, so I had to keep in all in boxes and put it in storage.

But now I've got two extra bedrooms, so I can finally unpack. Rob and I went over and got all the boxes into his van. I've been keeping them in the garage for a few weeks, but since I took this week off, I ordered some shelves, and over the last few days I've been putting them up.

Getting all my old toys and comic and videos out and onto shelves has been a long time coming. It's going to take a while to get all the Lego back up, but I can't wait!

Alternative Transport

The Tube drivers are on strike again. I tried to take the riverboat home, but it was too crowded. I might try one of those Boris Bikes tomorrow, if there are any left.

My contract at Time is nearly up. I don't think they are going to renew, so I'm going to use this opportunity to take a week off and put my feet up. Hopefully it should take me too long to find a new contract, but you never know.