.....or vice versa. I am moving. And that is my excuse for being absent for so long. It is hard to think about anything else but what goes in the next box and do I have enough boxes.
The house is filled with boxes, mostly filled and taped shut. Some still waiting for the last minute to close. The mover has been hired and away I go on the 17th of this month.
It has been a whirlwind. We put the house up for sale mid April and before the sign had even been hammered into the front lawn, we had an offer. Then we had another offer topping up the first offer and as my intrepid real estate agent said - grab it. So, the sold sign went up as the sign went up. I've never sold a house quite so fast.....so fast indeed that I hadn't fully made up my mind where to go next. Oh, I had ideas, a hankering to go back to the South Okanagan where I have family and friends...but no firm plan.
A plan had to be put in place ASAP. The search was on. And isn't the internet wonderful? I settled on a budget which, as everybody knows gets blown right out the window...but at least it gave me a ball park amount that I felt I could spend to find a place for Libby and me.
And in the meantime, packing commenced. We have two households in here and we are splitting them up - Number one Son is going his way and I am going mine after we divide up the proceeds from this successful sale. So boxes must be labeled carefully.
First go go into the boxes were books - we have lots. We raided the liqueur stores for their lovely small stout boxes. Scott counted 42 when he was done...I have about 25...give or take. Books are important. After the books, I packed china, leaving enough plates and cups so at least we have something to eat off.
Once most of the packing was complete...wonderful Libby and I made a fast trip out to the Okanagan to meet cousins and look at properties. New Real Estate Agent was slightly gob smacked when I informed her I had 3 days to make a decision, put in an offer on something and then get back to Calgary to finish up here. She rose grandly to the occasion and we found me a lovely mobile home in an sweet little park where Libby is also welcome.
As it turns out there are a couple of fixing up issues to be dealt with when I take possession, but for the most part...my lovely antiques and "stuff" is going to fit in there and we will be happy. There is a little garden to potter in and for Libby to roll on the grass. We are close to the river and the wonderful hiking trails. This is going to be good. I'm ready for a smaller place in a smaller place if you get my drift...oh...and no stairs - bonus!
Oh...one glitch - of course there has to be one doesn't there. We are out of here and rolling on the 18th - but can't move into our new place until the first week of July. So, we will be homeless for a couple of weeks.
Ah well. There is always knitting isn't there. And with a new baby coming in the family there are baby things to concentrate on.
I'm working right now on The flying Geese Knit Baby Blanket. You can check it out here http://www.purlbee.com/2015/04/13/flying-geese-knit-baby-blanket/ I'm working it up in worsted weight cotton from Blue Sky in cream, light blue and light green. It is garter stitch so good for TV knitting, but you have to keep your wits about you on the decreases. Great fun to knit. Pictures to follow when it is complete and when I catch my breath next.
And...so it goes.
