Singing our praises!

Week 12 was huge! So much happened, it was hard to keep up.

Nick had his second gig at Platform 5, playing two sets of two hours each.  As much as there was still a lot to do for moving, we both needed some time out - so had a late lunch between those sets and dined out also, on the way home.  

It was back to packing on Sunday and we quite forgot about it being Fathers Day, till a lot later in the morning.  

We did a lot of work that day, which started with us taking fragile china boxes across to the new house - packed into Elmer, with larger stuff in the Tweety trailer.

Nick went back to work on Monday.  I'd booked a deep clean for the new house, so split my time between both properties (which impacted on my packing).  Erin and I did more work on Tuesday while Nick on day-shift.  

We opted for takeaway when Nick came home, watched some silly YouTube offerings as a family - then Nick and I stayed up till well after 1:00am, preparing for the removalists.  

I lost track of our box numbers.  Many were of the sturdy, open variety - and really we were too busy working to count how many we worked on.  It was hectic!  

Nick set his alarm for 5:30am on Wednesday morning, which gave us a bit of extra time for last minute preparation before the guys arrived, promptly at 7:00am.  

It was a huge day, not without a few hiccups (which is the way of moving).  Vaughan went to TAFE.  Erin and Bandit drove over to the new house (where it was quieter).  

Nick and I stayed at the old house, out of the way of all the lifting and carrying.  There was still work to do, that the removal guys weren't contracted for.  

I needed to direct the unloading at the new house though and there was lots of decision-making in terms of where furniture and boxes should be put.  

There was no real dinner that night.  I'd driven into town to collect Vaughan from TAFE (pleased of a reprieve from all the moving mayhem).  He'd brought home souffle crepes, pavlova and mango parfait.  We ate those samples at about 9:00pm - and then went to bed!  

I'd scheduled my regular chiro appointment for Thursday morning - and really appreciated the treatment!  I moved and walked so much better afterwards.  Nick and I brunched at a nearby cafe.  The waiter was concerned we might not manage to eat a full breakfast, till we told him of moving house and eating pavlova for dinner!

We did a few hours of clearing that afternoon - and then a solid day on Friday (with a pleasant pub lunch as a break between stints).

Week 12 tally.  Boxes packed: 20. Total packed: 155.  The actual numbers would be higher but we lost count!