Moving Day

View from the balcony



 Our official move-in date was 1^st November, but we didn’t move in until the 5^th, spending a week collecting bits and pieces and poor Maciek spending his evenings after a long day at work putting together flat packed furniture.  I managed a few bits and pieces but not so easy with the kids ‘helping’ and trying to eat screws!  We collected a couch on the Friday afternoon, and somehow managed to get it up the flights of stairs and around the corners into the apartment, just us two, and the next day my forearms felt like I’d done a good session at the gym (a chance would be a fine thing L)!  Next morning was the day to leave the old place, and what I thought would take a couple of hours to clean it took about five.  Luckily a friend lent me her vacuum cleaner, so I didn’t have to battle through with that ancient one!  Maciek picked up a washing machine at our local ‘almost Bunnings’ store and once again the two of us battled with it up the stairs.  Then it was a ‘quick’ trip to Worgl, where all the big department and electrical stores are, which actually took us an hour thanks to roadworks and a diversion, which left us only an hour before closing time to get pots and pans, plates and stuff and an essential television!  We split up, with one kiddy wink each, and managed to get everything we needed, despite discovering in the process that our Australian debit/visa card had been blocked!  (Luckily we scraped by with what we had, and have since sorted the problem out.)  Some folk may be scratching their heads and wondering why on earth we are putting ourselves through this and buying furniture and household goods which sit in perfectly good condition in the garages and spare rooms of our families back home.  We are some folk!  We have no answers to your questions!  But for now this is what we are doing.  Going with it and we’ll see what happens.  It’s all character building.  That’s what we tell ourselves anyway!



Cosy sleeping nook



So here we are.  It’s really nice to finally have our own place.  Amelia and Noah love their little sleeping ‘nook’ complete with bunk bed, which leaves them a whole room as a playroom to keep all their toys (and themselves!) out of sight!  We are still waiting on our wardrobe to arrive in the store.  And we need to get a freezer as the one on the fridge is only big enough for a pizza box and a loaf of bread, at a squeeze.  And we also need a vacuum cleaner, which I’m hoping to come by pretty quickly as the accumulation of crumbs around the dinner table is growing!  But at least now we can look forward to Christmas, knowing where we’ll be.  And there’s a fantastic view from the balcony, great place to sit (or stand until we get some furniture to go out there!) with a beer or a glass of wine.  Today we even saw the farmer in the distance, driving about his fields in his green tractor, towing along that dreaded poo sprayer machine switched on full pelt.  Which was nice.

Nothing like a man in lycra doing the dishes!

P.S  I’ve included a pic of the tiny kitchen that we are leaving behind.  Not sure if it is actually a pic of the kitchen, or more of a pic to showcase Maciek in his new second hand lycras which look like he’s wearing a nappy in desperate need of a change!

So long, old tapestry!



Fare the well, ancient vacuum cleaner.  You suck!!

  



Oh, the tree binding i mentioned last post