As some will know, I am moving from Sydney to Canberra at the end of the year. I am starting to go through the machinations of household inventories, looking for somewhere to live, notifying change of address etc etc. Add to this the fact that a lot of the moving admin I have to do as a member of the ADF is with Government Departments seemingly devoid of the concept of customer service, and I have well and truly had enough! And I haven't even had the removalists turn up yet! I spent today house hunting in Canberra which involved a 4:30am wake-up in order to get to Canberra in time for the first open, and then the entire day spent crisscrossing Canberra in the cage. Between getting there and back, plus all the getting around while there, 800km later I'm fragged. Especially when most of the houses I turned up to were dumps yet there were still 40 people there for the 15 minute inspection window. Oh, and my last week at work in Sydney was quiet possibly the worst and most torrid week I have had in 2.5 years in that job. In comparison, the drudgery and boredom of XMAS suddenly seems inviting. As Dr. Smith would say "Ohhh, the pain"