… is good news. Well, that’s what they usually say!
I have been a bit absent lately, simply because there is nothing special to report. My ‘big move’ is imminent, and I’m stressing over the fact that the decorator still hasn’t started work. My new kitchen cabinet is scheduled to be delivered and installed on Friday March 4th, and the wall against which it is supposed to come, has to be stripped and wall-papered before it can be installed.
And then last Saturday my new landlord, after installing the super new dishwasher – Siemens, probably the best brand in the world – announced that he wanted to put in a wooden floor in the second bedroom, identical to the one I’m having put in in the master bedroom, so that they would match. Now this is what I call really GOOD news!! It’ll look so much better and give the apartment and my new living space some real added value.
However, this good news slightly messes up my plans, as the second bedroom was the only room, except for the bathroom, where I could temporarily store some of my stuff before the actual move. As the new floor will only be put in in ten days or so, I’m stocking all my moving boxes in my current second bedroom.
My current apartment is a real mess. I’ve already made three trips to the container park, getting rid of a lot of old stuff. Some items are hard to throw away as there are so many nice memories attached to them. And then I have tons and tons and tons of books which I’ve bought over the years. I’m going through them, selecting the ones I really like and am liable to read again. I will donate the others to our local public library. I’ve already called them, and they said that they will gladly accept all donations. The books they don’t want or already have will be sent to a nearby prison. They asked whether I would object to that, but I see no reason why. Can you think of one?