Can You Hear The Whispers of Your Soul?

"The only thing worse than being talked about is not being talked about." Ah such a wise man that Oscar Wilde!

Monday, April 09, 2007

After the Move

So we've finally moved! The big day didn't come without glitches. First, the 3-tonne truck we booked was not available when we went to pick it up - some system issue with the rental car company! It was a long weekend and it was not easy to hire a truck. Good thing a friend of ours helped source from Europcar and we were able to get one fairly quickly. You say 3-tonne is too big? It wasn't - not with the amount of things we have. We went two rounds too. Second, my "forecast" of 3 hours moving was totally inaccurate for amateur movers like myself and my friends. It was more like 6 hours! In the future I would just hire professional movers, those guys can actually lift and move a whole fridge with ease and in one go. By the time everyone finished, we were all so buggered.

Spacious new place, but with hardly anywhere to walk on. It was a bit like that for about two weeks; we took our time filling the cupboards and organising the new place. If packing and moving are both pains in the bum, then unpacking easily comes as a runner up. There's the problem of being unable to find the things one needs (or tripping over boxes!) Things look so much better now - the first area that got the first fixing up was of course, the kitchen. The living area is still so-so, but it'll be fun to decorate. Since the old sofa set was thrown out, we're on the hunt for a new leather set. Everything will come together in due time.

This is a snapshot of how things look like even after a couple of days into moving in the new place.

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Thursday, March 01, 2007

The First to Go........

Having to move is a pain in the bum. Of course, having found a nicer place is a bonus - something I am giddy about. However, moving is not just moving per se, moving is actually 90% sorting, packing, and cleaning up, THEN the actual move (where one can hire other people to work the muscles). I am not half-way through that first 90%... and my back is already killing me! Astonishing how one discovers the amount of junk that has been accummulated over the years, I certainly have an embarrassingly huge heap. They will either go to the bin or to the Salvos if still in good condition but will no longer be required.

Our good buddies throughout the years at Little Elgin Street... the company we've enjoyed not only a bit, but heaps... well, the memories are many, still empty bottles we will no longer keep... our evening friends were amongst the first ones to go... buh-bye!

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