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You know what a great start to the day is? When you phone the water company and they've never heard of your address and do not start a new record of it, thereby ensuring that you do not have to pay a water bill for the duration of your tenancy. Hurrah! Random, but welcome. That was yesterday. The day continued to be fucking awesome, in the way that extremely productive days usually are. Now, in my flat, I have:

My computer
An ariel for TV (still not connected as I don't watch TV much, but the thought was there)
Mop and bleach and cleaning stuff (still very neccessary, despite best efforts)
Small amount of food
Pots, plates, couple of pans, dishes, cutlery etc - useful for eating said food off
My guitars and amp

This is progress. And most account type things are set up, ie phone line ('nets within 15 days, hurrah!), gas, electricity, council tax. I have a key to the shed so I can store my bike. I have picked up a form to register at a doctor's finally, for the first time in four years. I have changed address and bank details with all relevant companies and organisations. I have phoned the council for a bin and recycling boxes and bin bags. I have booked the removal men for Monday so I will soon have furniture!

All that remains is a last blitz on cleaning (have not dared to open the oven yet to look inside, ugh. So lucky I have not had to use the thing yet) and I will be good to go. There will be another trip to storage momentarily to see what else can be salvaged before removers go in on Monday because they charge by the hour so any 'help' I can give them is a good thing, in my eyes. Only casualty of yesterday was one of my bookshelves, which collapsed when I moved it so that means I will be forced to leave some books in boxes until I can replace it. I can deal with that. I am thinking I'm going to do a purge of all things not entirely necessary anyway and while I can't usually bear the idea of getting rid of books, some of them may have to go. Donating them to others is an act of kindness though, and charity shops will make money when they sell them so who am I to be selfish and hang on to those crappy novels that I will probably never read again anyway? (still, eeep!)

So. All in all, things are most excellent. To make it even better, the Crush still has a job. His disciplinary hearing was a fucking joke - wtf sort of employers, when asked to provide actual evidence of their claims, respond with, 'That's not relevant.'

Um...what? That's like, the entire basis for this meeting, dude. Every time they were asked to back up their claims, it was either 'no' or 'that's irrelevant' or 'I don't have that information to hand but I will find it for you if you think its important'. Crush, predictably, pointed out that of course it was fucking important - upshot is, they've told him to come in for his shifts, do his job and go home and take no further interest in the job than that. At least he still has a job, seeing as they had told him two days before that they were going to fire him, but it really is a joke. Its obvious they're trying to imply that he's been ripping the company off but they can't prove it because he hasn't. He's one of the most honest men I've met. So it's ridiculous but hopefully blown over for now.

And that's the current state of life. Next stop, fitness drive. Get my bike back on Monday! Good weather = cycling to the pool and to work. It's part of my current obsessive desire to not be bored any more because honestly, I'm doing my own fucking head in. Going to try and find a guitar teacher also, start doing martial arts again (did some training with my sword yesterday, GUH! Forgot how much I love it) and still want to take up fencing. OH! And my buddy Ginger is running the London Marathon on Sunday, the lucky git. I am so gutted but also so completely proud of him. I just know this means I'm going to have to start running again too because I was entered years before he took up running and I'm a competitive bitch. But this will be a good thing and means that next year, we can do it together. Hurrah!

OK, info dump almost over. Aims for the day: more cleaning, more stuff out of storage, get Crush into bed tonight because he's hot. Sounds like a plan. Hope everyone else is similarly cheerful. :D!