NIB

Well, things seem to be going ok at the moment, although it would be untrue to say there isn't upheval right now. It's all good stuff though.

The invisible woman is recovering. I don't have to take her word for it either, I can tell. Even through the piss-poor interpersonal communication medium of e-mail, I can tell. Even better, it's not just from the absence of anything my keen Spidey sense might detect as cognitive distortion. She's funny, laughs easily, is relatively curious and talkative, and communicates with a steady stream of positivity. I just wish I didn't have to refer to her as "the invisible woman". I don't like it. I don't like her e-mail address either. It's just a pseudonym, but it doesn't describe her the way I imagine she really is. Mind you, I've been wrong before.

She rarely mentions future plan though. At my end of things there's lots going on. There's an imminent move - I've told two landlords I'm interested, and I'm waiting to hear from my first choice before I decide what to do about the second. I'd save $600 pa with the first and $840 pa on the other. I won't drone on about that any more until I know exactly where I'm headed.

Regardless, there'll be the chunky furniture to extract from my ex- eighth floor downtown condo. The most notorious of these is the sarcastic sofa bed up in the mezzanine. We're not talking Ikea here either, so if I were to disassemble it I'd need a PhD to rebuild it. Extracting it whole wouldn't be a problem if it didn't weigh more than the average family SUV. I guess you just don't plan for living in a studio apartment when you're married LOL! Then there's the sofa bed's sidekick, the Kramfors. It's a rather well-endowed sofa at seven feet long, and unusually for a piece of Ikea furniture, it cannot be disassembled. I could take the cushions off it, but it'd still be seven feet long.

When it comes to the kitchen table and all four kitchen chairs, there are only ten separate furniture parts. Total. Unfortunately, again we hadn't planned on practicality. The table top is all one piece, round, wider than my armspan, and constructed solely of 2cm-thick glass. Maybe I can drill a hole through the centre, turn it into the front wheel of a penny farthing, and ride it to the new place.

All I'm saying is that all the above is just one of the two moves I'll need to have planned and organised in advance.

Work-wise I'll need to kick-off my Apple online training, which actually means I'll need to squeeze that somewhere into my own time. The job itself seems OK though.

I have to go if I'm gonna have time to make an omelette before group.