This week I start the transition phase of leaving Stratford. Today's challenge: introduce Ann, the new choir librarian, to the library database. To that end, I'm writing user procedures. The last time I did that, I was quitting my gummint job and it was 2013. Fortunately, the required skill set is apparently forget-proof.

Another house showing today, so the breakfast dishes are stashed in the dishwasher to be extracted later and washed by hand. Sounds silly, but I have only one coffee filter and I run the dishwasher only about once a week. Before leaving the house, I must do a fast inspection to ensure that neither of the cats has left a hairball for the punters' viewing pleasure, as happened on Tuesday.

The people whose conditional offer I accepted finally have their house up for sale. Took them long enough. The listing photos show half-furnished rooms painted horrible shades of gun-metal grey and dark violet. If that's what they really, really like, I'm amazed they wanted this place badly enough to offer $20K over asking. Maybe they think interior painting is recreational.