…or in English, moving is tiring. We’re moving to Bristol soon, and have to simultaneously redecorate the dining room, arrange builders to fix things, let the house, rent somewhere else, buy a car and then, finally, move. At least we’re not arranging a wedding too. Tonight I’ve been washing walls with sugarsoap, a vicious degreaser which is meant to make paint go on well. I feel like I’m just wiping dust all over the walls, though.