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Our stuff is officially on its way. They took it all out the way they brought it all in: over the balcony.
Nigel had a lot of fun following the packers around for two days, but now he's a bit confused by it all. Guy le Chat is even less impressed. He's lost his great sleeping spots.
And now the real unfun part begins: cleaning the empty apartment. I hate this part.
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Or if you want to come downtown and get a smoked caprice lunch...I'm all for it.
Love that picture of Nigel. He's all WTF, I'm moving again? But he looks really regal and stiff-upper-lip about it too.
I'm up for Friday or Sat at this point. If Sat, perhaps we can see if Soo might be pursuaded to come down for a night.