Again it was a very
busy and long day. At 10 AM I could pick up the big van I rented and from then
on we loaded both cars drove to the new house, unloaded them and repeated that
a couple of times. In between those rides we did a lot of shoving with the furniture
until everything was in its right place or temporarily not too much in the way.
Many things needs to go either in the hallway or upstairs in time when all the
rooms will be done. And of course there are many boxes that still need to be
unpacked. Some of us were cleaning and others filled up the central heating or
connected the gas to the stove and prepared lunch for everyone.
Later this night
Michael brought my mom and his girlfriend home with the smaller van and I went
one more time to the old house by myself to pack some kitchen utensils and
other things that were still there and loaded the big van again. Samantha was
painting the woodwork of the living room and Kimberley was doing her homework.
When all the kids were home again they called me on my cell to ask if I would
stay away much longer, because it was past midnight again and they were tired. I was pretty exhausted too so I called it a day for packing stuff.
Now the kids are all
sleeping and I’m typing this in a quiet house while the rain is pouring down
outside. It’s a weird feeling, like being in a vacation home but surrounded by
much more personal stuff than I would ever take with me on vacation of
course. However, it does feel okay. I’m proud of the work we’ve done and
tomorrow after unloading the big van and returning it by 10 AM we will work
some more in removing things in the old house. That is my number one priority
at the moment to make sure to move all the things that needed to be moved.
Including the five roses from the backyard. The kids are looking forward to lay
laminate in the office room and continue making it beautiful here. I will make
time for that too after closing the old house. For now I am thankful for the
wonderful people who helped coming this far and also feeling rather knackered,
but that will pass by.
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