Oliver and me went to his new place yesterday. They are finally getting somewhere with it, it looks really nice.
There was a lot of lifting, moaning (from me, i’m sick god dammit) and findings of old M&Ms in the cup boards. Oliver realized he was missing a vital part of his bed, that he cant start painting yet and the storage didnt take as much as they though but that didn’t bring him down (well, it did, but im trying to paint the picture of stoic suffering)
It will be very interesting to see the end of this. I’m almost (very) happy that i have Julia here this weekend so I cant help out with the rest of the fixing.