Birth, Move, Groove

Soon, I'm going to be older. Not that I suddenly go VLOODI-OOP and age 1 year on my birthday or anything. But I mean officially 1 year older. And so time, whatever that is, grinds inexorably on.

This new abode of dwelling is great, that is, our new apartment. It's got cool views of stuff, coz we're on the upsy-upsy floor numero 3. Man, but it was a botheration hurling all those household goodies up 3 flights of stairs from a truck that was parked on the street because it couldn't get into the complex due to low hanging powerlines.

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