Even though I’m now officially at my dad’s, 2 trips were still required to take stuff to the tip from the old house.
Spent most of the day rooting through the stuff I’ve brought here and managed to fill 3 binbags with throwouts.
Landlord called and said he wants to meet tomorrow to “go over the house” despite the fact it’s been cleaned top to bottom AND I’m leaving him with £200! Tosser.
Went to the gym and had an exercise schedule set up for me to get my stamina and strength back, then came back for a much needed hot bath to get rid of the aches. Didn’t work, but the morphine did.
More sorting tomorrow after burying the landlord in his own back garden.
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