Moving Stuff

Moving!!! Oh! what joy!
It wasn't difficult to find a place - it is a freshly renovated duplex just a short walk from the beach and a lake. It will be the first time in my life that I have lived walking distance to the ocean, and I'm looking forward to that.
It wasn't difficult to make the application - although we had anticipated it would be, since we have no rental history between us. But some good friends acted as referees and the deal was sealed.

Then the fun began:
I don't remember ever being so physically sore and exhausted since...
Oh! I remember - since we packed up our life into the storage shed and went travelling. My husband commented that it is not surprising because he considered that everything probably still weighs the same now as then - if you discount the small amount that fed cockroaches in the interim.
Well, I could probably do with the exercise anyway.

But I didn't need things like:
The supposedly functioning dishwasher spewing water all over the house, when I decided to give some smeary glasses a rinse, and foolishly turned my back for 10 minutes.
Our brand new fridge is delivered and it is just 2 centimetres tall for the space provided in the kitchen.
The variety of plumbing that leaks in impossible places.

With all that said, it is kind of fun to unpack boxes and suddenly exclaim,
"I didn't know we kept that",
"I don't remember that", or,
"Why on earth did we keep that?"

And all the excuses we can find to go shopping...
...for all the things we didn't keep and now need.