Day 40 of 40 Bed of Roses

Today I’m officially living in the new house. I’ve slept okay in my new bedroom, although I probably would have slept okay anywhere with how tired I was. It was a short night after going to bed around 3:00 AM and getting up by 8:30 because we had to return the big van and filled it up with diesel beforehand. My brother sacrificed another day of his well earned weekend with helping with all kinds of heavy things and so did my kids and mom. I love them all for doing this. They all too have their busy week day’s schedule and still move mountains to help me build a new home and close the old one.

I went to the old house with my son and my brother  to remove the last bits. Including bicycles, several lamps I wanted to take with me and the downstairs laminate flooring, which need to go to the dump plus digging up the 5 rose bushes and a small tree I want to replant in this garden. After hours of heavy downpour for a couple of days the earth in the backyard was very swampy, which made the job all the heavier. While the men were bringing away the first load away with the van I stayed in the old house and realized that it was okay to leave it.

When they returned they told me the two middle girls were laying laminate in the fourth room. And my mom and youngest were doing some more cleaning. My son grumbled to me that I would be better off with buying new roses, he was having a severe headache, but he did it nevertheless. After a lot of digging and pulling by the three of us we had all the plants ready to be transported. The only thing left was a whole lot of laminate and under flooring. We’d decided to load that in the van after that ride so I can go to the dump tomorrow, together with my youngest.  She and I loaded the van and after returning home to the new house where my mom had prepared a lovely dinner  the girls just finished the flooring. Then everyone was hit by exhaustion. My mom and my brother left and I brought the kids back to their respective homes. On my way to their homes it was raining again and I had trouble to keep the car on my side of the road. Halfway I decided it would be better to let my youngest drive the car, she was the only one of us who said she was still full of energy.

The roses were the straw that broke the camel’s back. Besides roses do have thorns and except for their petals I can imagine more comfortable beds. However, I will start nursing them tomorrow after coming home from handing in the keys and going to the dump. With a little bit of fertilizer and luck, they will bloom again coming Spring. We will bloom again much sooner  when we will celebrate the succeeding of this project with more good food and watching a movie on the new extra large couch.