Settling in.. finally

Well, finally we're back online after 2 weeks of hassling our telco. I have no idea how non-techies deal with problems, it's hair-tearingly frustrating.
A quick catch up of the move - packing up was hell and I will NEVER hoard stuff ever again; it's a nightmare trying to do it all and I went quite mad, leaving so much stuff behind that I now regret losing, but perhaps it's a lesson in zen acceptance and letting go. Maybe..
We ended up moving on the wettest day in years but I fled the scene and came down to the house with the laptop and waited for the movers. The dogs had been put into kennels earlier that week so at least I didn't have to worry about them. Unpacking was reasonably quick as I really wanted the house to look perfect as soon as possible rather than living with boxes so I worked my ass off to get it right. We still have all our pictures leaning up against the wall as there's almost nowhere to hang them nor will they really fit with the decor, but I'll figure something out. Eventually we'll do a bit of redecorating.. eventually.
In a fit of enthusiasm I started a vege garden; planted some lettuces and some asian salad greens - so far, Rabbits 6, Me 1/2 coz they don't like the asian greens so I guess we can live together in some kind of harmony. At least the parrots are enthusiastic about the seed I put out every couple of days and distract me evil bunnies.
Cleaning the house today - now I remember why I worked. I loathe repetitive tasks and housework has to take that particular cake. I've tried to persuade the dogs to help out but they claim their lack of an opposable thumb renders them useless, but I think they're just lazy, although I could make them wear booties so they could at least dust the floor a bit.
Vacuuming is next on my list of chores - great for back pain, should you ever feel the need for some. Oh well, here goes...

The new car..

I have my dream car - well, not the Ferrari, but close. My 'country' car, although it's not a battered old Land Rover or something that's intended to move sheep between muddy paddocks in the dead of winter. It's a very sexy Honda CRV which will easily accommodate two hooligan dogs and a grandson who tearfully informed me (after a rather hysterical encounter with said hooligans) that "I don't like dogs, I like CATS!". Yes. 'nuff said - Dogs will be restrained in the boot, darling.

I'm still initiating myself to the high tech wizardry of the car, including the heated seats which I hadn't realised were on and there was an odd moment when I wondered if I was having a very odd and specifically located hot flush. Ahem.

My last remaining dollars from my previous life as a career goddess were (almost) happily paid over to the RTA as registration changeover fees, as well as a Paddington parking permit and a full tank of petrol. At least I'll be able to drive from dumpster to dumpster to feed us until we sell our house and make the final move to the Southern Highlands.

Today has been all about the car so of course I haven't even thought about packing or cleaning out cupboards and it's only 3 weeks to go. Never mind. Tomorrow, absolutely. No, I MEAN it!
I've estimated that it will take 1 day per room to sort and pack, with the total exclusion of the spare bedroom which is truly horrible. A nightmare of my own making, and one task I can't delegate to Peter or the movers. I expect to find clothes I barely remember so the upside is I'll have an almost new wardrobe, although most things will be taken to charity shops as I can't envisage I'll need too many office outfits and high heels in Burrawang. That said, of course I'll keep a few pairs.. one never knows...

Darling Peter is being so calm, though it must be stressful for him as well. I can't wait for this all to be over and for us to be settled and happy with friends and family visiting to enjoy the delicious meals I'll finally have time to prepare.

Counting down!