A POSLQ is a "person of opposite sex sharing living quarters" and it's pronounced ...'posselqueue'. Now I am officially one of these, and so is 'im indoors. We've have officially been living together since Saturday (Valentines Day - how romantic) and so far we're doing well!!!
Anyone who knows me will realise that living with me is no mean feat and at times will require every ounce of inner courage that 'im indoors possesses!!! However - he's a very courageous man - so it should be okay.
My stuff arrived in a big white van and was unloaded into the house. There are 20 or so big plastic crates containing all my worldly belongings - and that's a lot of stuff to find homes for and put away!
Yesterday was a great day as Phoebe arrived - courtesy of the lovely Emma showing great patience and fortitude and loading her into the trailer in Surrey, and then Dean driving her over here with two assistants. (I made them lunch!). She is safely snuggled up in her cosy new stable, and was munching her way through a big hay net when I left her last night - looking none the worse for her ordeal. So that's the horse settled then. The new yard is run by a lady who seems very knowledgable - and what's more they have an indoor school - no more riding in the rain - yippee!!!
We have had 'fun' deciding where all my 'stuff' should go - but as yet haven't come to blows - mind you - we did have a 'almost disagreement' about whose stereo speakers were the best and therefore got to be in the living room. My opinion is that my lovely Mission speakers are superior, and he thinks that his 'brand I've never heard of' speakers are superior. In the end we decided to listen to them both and then make the decision. In the grand scheme of things it doesn't really matter - but I confess I did become quite animated (code for shitty) during the discussion!!! I didn't quite stamp my feet but it was close!
Anyway - I've got a busy day today as I have to go and muck out my own horse (oooh I can feel the muscle ache coming on!) and then drive myself and Millie up to Sheffield for a funeral. Sheffield is soon to be known as 'funeral city' as I seem to be visiting there a lot lately to attend ceremonies beginning with 'F'.
I must ask my new living partner how he wishes to be referred to on this Blog as I would hate to use a phrase that he doesn't like. I could, of course, simply use his name - but I quite like "im indoors" or perhaps 'he who must be obeyed". I'm sure he'll come up with a suitable suggestion!!! I will, in due course, let you know! I'll also let you know whose speakers got to be in the living room :)