Late last week we received the news that the owner of our present home has sold his property, to the very first buyer who walked through the door, weeks before it was meant to be presented for sale..so, we can now get started in earnest getting ourselves organised for a move to somewhere new, this news has clarified our knowledge on a couple of fronts, firstly in knowing that we don't have to worry about having the place in pristine condition at all times in case the realtor decided to segue a prospective buyer through, which they so often do, and also, removing the hope that we may have been able to remain here, if the property had been purchased as an investment and tenants were required..
Our spare bedroom is already receiving those items that can already be packed and won't be required in the interim...
Over the weekend, our neighbors decided another garage sale was in order, so yesterday a successful day was spent disposing of excess china, glassware, paperbacks and any other odds and sods we could think of, Tim managed to empty several of our large plastic storage bins to the many folk who stopped by to check out the offerings...I will start getting paintings etc into these empty tubs today. They won't stay empty for long!
I don't get too involved in the garage sale events, apart from OKing what actually get disposed of...Tim has very differing ideas about what is "valuable" and what isn't ;) Oh, and I get the supper ready...Jodie and Steve bring the meat which Steve usually barbecues or slow cooks during the day, while I prepare vegetables or salads and dessert. Always a nice evening to finish the day's busy endeavours.
I took the opportunity of a quiet few hours while all the fun was occurring outside, to prepare my craft room for the move to the new property, where ever it may be, and have almost completed that exercise. A move is always a wonderful chance to discard all those paper scraps etc. that I KNOW will never be used but that I don't seem to be able to discard initially...many have now been ruthlessly interred into the compost, only non-compostables have gone out into the rubbish bin.
I have also emptied our local Reject shop of a certain style of lidded plastic bins, perfect for my storage shelves and oh so cheap...I need to go further afield today or tomorrow in order to find another shop to pick up just a few more of these bins. It has surprised me how much space I have saved, just by using these uniformly sized containers. Plus they have the advantage of being see through, so I can visually identify the box I need quickly, without the constant frenzied searching that occurred with my previous opaque containers...
Erm...moving away from my introspective domestic ramblings, our inchie country for this week is Austria. A country that has always held an aura of great, remote sophistication for me...I also have to say that it was a no-brainer this one, to decide on a flower to use for the inchie image.
My mum, always a singer about the house during my early childhood, sang many of the songs from the Rodgers and Hammerstein musical, and later the film...reading Heidi with it's wonderfully descriptive alpine settings...(yes, Switzerland, I know, but just next door), and knowing that the edelweiss is the national flower of Austria, that is just what I decided to use...
They usually stay with an ageing relative when in Hobart, and if visiting during this time of year, always bring me some of her wonderful collection of cymbidium orchid sprays...this time was no exception...
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