/ Matthew Pitt / 14 June 2011 / Leave a Comment 
I am writing this entry surrounded by piles of clothes, half a dozen large cardboard boxes and looking at walls that have had most of the wallpaper removed but still have the majority of the backing paper glued well in place. Yes folks, I have moved house yet again.
People don't believe me when I say I hate moving, really hate it, because I have moved on average once a year since I moved out of my mum and dad's when I was 20! That's 10 house moves, not bad for someone who claims to despise the act of moving house. My hatred for moving house stems from the whole process of moving house combining a number of things I don't like doing.
The first is I cannot stand DIY. Although my dad is a good painter and decorator I am complete dog turd at it and I get absolutely no enjoyment out of anything to do with it. Although I have a picture in my head of how I want things to turn out something happens between my brain and my arms that prevents it from happening so I always finish up disappointed with the results. If I could afford it then I would just hire someone to come in and do it all for me but they are so expensive it is not even funny.
The second is spending money on overpriced items, with paint and carpets being the main culprits. I don't mind paying for technology and services but sometimes it winds me up how Dulex and company have the bare-faced cheek to charge you £15 for a couple of litres of paint when they are producing thousands of gallons a day of the sticky, horrible slime. As then Carpet Right or however you spell it charge through the teeth for low quality floor coverings that they produce and buy by the mile. When I went in and spent close to £1,000 last week I should have just pulled my strides down and asked him to give me a rogering, it would have been far less painful and I may have had some dignity left.
Then there is the actual moving. First the packing of all your stuff into boxes (thankfully the Mrs did all of this) including all the shit you have not used for four years and move it to your new house where you cannot find anywhere to put it so keep it in a box for another four year. Plus everything is so frigging heavy. This time I paid a removal firm to do the vast majority of it for us, cost £300 for 4.5 hours of their time but at least I still have skin on my knuckles and my toes are still three dimensional.
Thankfully we are already getting sorted here despite only moving in literally 24 hours this rant was published. Virgin Media, who are usually completely useless toss bags managed to send an engineer around this morning at 0830 and I now have 10MB Broadband again, which is better than hijacking the neighbours unsecured connection. Seriously, who doesn't password protect their wireless router in this day and age? Sky are coming on Friday morning to sort the television out as we don't even have Freeview at the minute due to there being no aerial and the cooker is being installed tonight so no more takeaway dinners, even a fat sod like me crave broccoli and carrots from time to time!
On the poker front I haven't played since the 11th and even then I only played, and won, a single HUSNG. Now that I have a stable connection I'm going to really grind out some games as I was pretty high in the Rake The Rake $15,000 leaderboard they are running on Betfair but I have really slipped back out of the money places now due to my complete lack of volume. I've won 56.1% of my 107 games so far and I am happy with my progress and will be delighted when I push that up to the 60% mark over decent sample size, which is possible here I can tell you because the players are bloody awful. But before I can get my grind on I need to done some boyfriendly tasks such as putting a second coat of overpriced paint on the kitchen walls and rebuild the kiddies' trampoline.
Until next time, thanks for letting me rant at you and all the best at the tables!
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