Now the rest of my life can begin…
Jan. 17th, 2010 11:06 pm
because the increasingly accurately-named
shove_this_job has finally gotten permission from the glorious British government to move over and live with me in my West London palace for a very very long time.
After all the stressing of getting documents together for proof and all that, it did seem like a relatively easy process. Just the nail-biting wait – and we paid an extra $100 for an expediter to get an express service too.
Still, now I have three or so weeks to turn my bachelor West London pad into a place permanently fit for a Queen. so that means out with the old rotting food and the decade-old mattress, and in with a new one. Although she likes it soft and I like it hard (fnarr fnarr) so I guess this means we’ll have to compromise!
What else do I need, besides lots of new coathangers and Lush soaps?
Mirrored from almost witty.
mazel tov!
Date: 2010-01-19 01:44 pm (UTC)When I moved in with Marc I bought welcome mats and rugs to place by the front door, new towels that matched and had no holes, matching dishes, and fabric softener.
I think if you just clear out half of the storage space in the place and give her your charge card, it should work :) Seriously, she might want to pick out this stuff herself, it is her home now too. And hire a cleaning woman to scrub the place down, its just easier.
DO NOT buy her shampoo and conditioner, every woman has her own preferences.
Re: mazel tov!
Date: 2010-01-19 05:03 pm (UTC)Re: mazel tov!
Date: 2010-01-19 05:07 pm (UTC)Re: mazel tov!
Date: 2010-01-19 05:08 pm (UTC)