We're in! I'm fucking knackered but we're in! Next time we are definitely using a professional moving company, ageing dads can only do so much. But after three days hard work carrying heavy boxes up and down two flights and stairs and a massive end-of-tenancy clean, we're happily camping out in our new flat (except right now, when I am at the in-laws because they are feeding us and have internet access).
We're camping out in the flat because we have no bed or chairs and are therefore sleeping on a mattress on the floor and had to buy two beanbags today. But we have our own flat! And that's the important thing.
When's your big move?