Tons and tons of small pebbles (I called that
gravel yesterday) and tons of bricks, the garden table, two deckchairs, 5
garden chairs, two potted Hydrangeas, one potted Fall Aster, the cover and
elastic band from the trampoline, that’s what we moved today. Me and two of my
wonderful kids. My son as he had promised, despite having a very short night,
and my youngest daughter before she had to go to work. In the new house was one of my middle
daughters stripping almost all the wallpaper with her friend plus they helped to unload the trailer full of bricks. Mind you, it was
extremely hot for a September day, we were soaked and covered with dirt but the spirit was good and I
had a great day.
The kid next door in the new house welcomed us
by giving a hand to unload the trailer. A good friend who lives in my new
neighborhood came to see the house. My neighbor here in the old house will help
tomorrow to fill the crater which emerged from under the trampoline. Another
neighbor will teach me how to plaster the walls in the new house. My mom
promised to repair the glass bead strings from the curtain for the backdoor. And
my eldest middle daughter is coming over Monday again to help with whatever I’ll
ask her. My brother will help out with connecting the washing machine and
dishwasher and probably much more. My ex husband is pulling some strings when I
want to borrow trailers, vans, wheelbarrows and more. And helps me in a lot of
other ways, like the good friend he is. So many wonderful people and the best of all are my offspring. Today
I really feel blessed. I also feel that I will enjoy a long shower. The rest,
like a lovely massage for my overstrained muscles, and a manicure for all my broken
nails, well, I will make that up for now, probably while I am sound asleep.
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Just started |
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Uncovering Frogland, the big green puddle |
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Experts in how to transport goods safe (and experts in many other things as well) |
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Afterwards a little grocery shopping and why bother to go by bike when there's enough parkingspace? |
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