As I write this, I am in the first phase of a house move, or rather flat move to be more accurate. For readers in the US a flat is an apartment and it is anything but flat.
Phase one of the move is when you try to get your current flat into roughly the same shape as it was before you moved in so that your landlord doesn’t remove huge chunks of your deposit.
For us, this has meant filling the plethora of holes I drilled while attempting to put up shelves so that the cats could fall asleep on them and then fall on our heads.
Once the holes were filled the bumps have to be sanded down and the walls washed so that they can be painted while I am still on my easter holiday.
We’ll miss the nice view of the sunset but the new property is more modern and includes a swimming pool and a gym in the condominium so I will have no excuses to avoid doing some exercise and losing some weight.
The new flat also has a spacious balcony which has room for my vinyl records, turntable, armchair and a mini library of books. As well as being a corner for distraction, I am hoping that this corner might be a quiet place for me to write, only time will tell.
The removal vans don’t arrive until the end of the month but I’ll let you know in a future post how things turned out.