Well. We're finally in. Sort of. This is the view we get to see out of our living room window. That's the neighbour's brother-in-law emptying his lobster pots. We have an order in for 4.
On the 14th, we went to the house for a final walk-thru, only to discover that that basement was flooded. It gave whole new meaning to the term "floating laminate". By 7pm that night, we came back and all the flooring from the lower level of the house was gone. The plumbing problem that had caused the flood was repaired, and there were giant blowers going to dry the place out.
Luckily, we had the place we were in until the 30th (today), so we weren't homeless, or forced to live with giant fans going at a million decibels.
We started moving stuff over to the house using the van and truck, and then last Thursday we rented a 14 foot truck. We had the storage locker almost empty by 2pm when the kids finished school. The problem is, we are short a whole level of house. The 2 car garage is totally packed full of stuff destined for the basement, as well as all the shop tools that we moved.
Okay, so there-in lies the biggest question of the day. WHY DID WE MOVE SO MUCH CRAP? You know those plastic containers that tools come in? Like routers and drills and stuff? We moved about 6 of them. THEY'RE EMPTY. The tools are no longer with them, either long missing, or packed in other boxes. So, our friends who helped us pack up got tonnes of stuff that we would rather have moved, but we didn't have room. Why didn't we have room? Because, we moved empty tool containers 3000 km.
Ridiculous really. We have lived without most of this stuff for 6 months. Some of it, I missed terribly. Other stuff... not so much, better yet... not at all.
The part of the house we are actually able to live in is fantastic. The layout is a bit different, but seems to be working quite well for us. I'm sitting typing this at the kitchen table, and the view is phenomenal.
Now.. about a boat...
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