Happy birthday to me, happy birthday to meee...
Note to self: househunting is not the absolute best way to spend your birthday.
Is not the worst. Especially since we weren't really househunting so much as just checking out the neighbourhood to see if we would be househunting. (We will. But there is a marked difference between the bit we like, and the bits we don't, and there's rather more of the bits we don't, and I suspect there will be Affordability Issues attendant on the bits we do. Let the search begin.)
But is somewhat exhausting.
Still, a good day. Good breakfast. Good presents (Beloved and I have both been thoroughly earwormed from my Dr Demento CD - a most excellent state of affairs) and even good weather, for the first part of the day. And now we're off to a jolly good dinner.
Feline porky indeed.
Is not the worst. Especially since we weren't really househunting so much as just checking out the neighbourhood to see if we would be househunting. (We will. But there is a marked difference between the bit we like, and the bits we don't, and there's rather more of the bits we don't, and I suspect there will be Affordability Issues attendant on the bits we do. Let the search begin.)
But is somewhat exhausting.
Still, a good day. Good breakfast. Good presents (Beloved and I have both been thoroughly earwormed from my Dr Demento CD - a most excellent state of affairs) and even good weather, for the first part of the day. And now we're off to a jolly good dinner.
Feline porky indeed.
2 comments:
Happy Birthday!
(And good luck with future house hunts.)
Gruetzli.
Happy birthday to you, then. Congratulations and all that.
As a special limited offer, do you want me to bring you something portable back from the land of The Mountain? I'm going in a few days (grins broadly), should return to EUroland in late April and expect to be coming over to the former seat of empire some time in May. If you've lost my e-mail address, you can get it via Andrew (Sh or St) or Brother Philip.
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