i just called

to say how much i care, oh i do.

i haven't had any internet since the 25th of January, well no email of livejournal access save for a quick post from the shoe lane library on monday.

and i miss it! less then i thought i would but i still miss it.

work is insane. less then i expected, but still insane.

the new house is good but packed to the brim with all our crap. it has less storage space than the old flat so we don't know where to put everything. but we're buying up all the white besta shelves at ikea and then we're going to get a side board and some kind of wardrobe for cleaning supplies and life will be better.

oliver has cabin fever as he is not allowed out of doors yet, but he's making do by attacking boxes and our legs.

we've had some conflict with our former landlord who says we left the flat in a 'disgusting state' which is a total hyberbole. if she had seen it the week before i would believe it but that lady doesn't know from disgusting state. regardless she gave jeremy what the english would call 'a right bollocking' and we need to hire professional cleaners to take care of the remaining layer of dirt that descended after we scrubbed and dusted and mopped. and obviously, it never makes you feel especially nice to be told that you are disgusting.

i also purchased a book called the cleaning bible today so we can try to avoid living in a similar state in our new home.

i've had the strangest dreams the last two nights.
in one i was in a madonna video and she and i were running around spanking young men with cricket bats.
in another i was going away on a high school band trip with all my english friends and even though i was married to jeremy (as a teenager mind) i still accepted a proposal from a boy i dated briefly and disasterously when i was 20.
in yet another i worked in a pet store and almost got fired for spending too much time on the phone and having my friends round to the shop but i managed to talk the manager into giving me another chance and became a model employee
and in yet anothereveryone turned into zombies, including jeremy and i was in hiding and i kept overhearing zombie jeremy telling all the other zombies that he hoped i would bring them food soon. i'm not sure if he meant that i would be the food or if he thought i would bring him unsuspecting human. i blame this dream on reading an article about the new movies by the makers of shaun of the dead (hot fuzz! a police buddy movie) and seeing a few minutes of the remake of dawn of the dead the other day.

so there that's what's going on.

and i mean it from the bottom of my heart.