OMP last hurrah!

The day after we moved into Sean’s was my final OMP Leaving Do,

and sadly it was for me and for Niall. But I know I can see Niall again since he has a brother who lives in Portland and hopefully will come and visit! It was probably our most subdued event at Hogans but it was great to get the old gang back together. It was a great turn out and was happy and sad to say a final goodbye to my co-workers.

Hottest Day of the Year

After putting in our notice to move back home, we decided to give them a couple months head’s up and end on the September paydays. Ben had a whole week off before me to clean and get things ready to move, and I only had the one day to help pack before moving. And wouldn’t you know it, the two hottest days, ALL YEAR, happened to be the two days we were moving. Mid 70’s may not seem that hot, but they are! Especially when there is no cross ventilation and we had to scrub every surface in our small 300 square foot apartment. We managed to fit all of our things to take on the place with us into 2 large suitcases, 2 medium suitcases and 2 duffel bags, plus our carryons.

Tullia took a few little bags of stuff as well as my pirate chest, Edell took a full car load of items since she was doing a kitchen extension and a few miscellaneous spices and whatnots for Sean and Celia. The cost of shipping was ridiculous so we had to fit it all into the maximum suitcases. Sean picked us after work and after a full car load to his house, we dropped off the big screen TV to Andrew and Tori as a parting Moore gift and that was the last of our stuff. Sort of strange to think our lives fit into just a few suitcases. And after all the moving with the hottest days of the year, we were in desperate need of showers to not offend our new housemates. Sean was nice enough to let us finish out our last week in Ireland at his place!

Strange Anomaly #75

Hurricane Katia hit Ireland and England this year. I know, hurricanes, sounds like something that should only be in the Caribbean, but apparently ever 25-50 years or so a hurricane can loop back up and hit Ireland. The winds were crazy that morning. Why I even bothered to brush my hair, I will never know. The wind was so strong that I had to stand and lean into it to keep from blowing me over. ME! And I am not so tiny. Kids flew past my on their bikes being pushed from behind. Hurricanes, in Ireland, I never would have guessed it.