Finally Surfacing From Moving Madness

Hello again to my few and faithful followers. I have not disappeared, merely been sidetracked by a more difficult settling in period to our new apartment than expected and an unusually prolonged and painful bout of back pain. The two things go hand and hand of course, the moving process aggravates my back and the ensuing pain limits what I can do with the unpacking and setting up of our home. Such is life. Sometimes it hands you an enforced slow down and I am in such a moment right now.

Thankfully, my husband has a good strong back to do the heavy lifting when he is around and the large jobs have for the most part been done.  My initial "to do" lists have been ticked off, chores and errands completed, only to be replaced by new lists. The apartment we rented has not been that well maintained as will happen with rental properties and that has caused me some headaches. The rental manager receives almost daily emails from me about problems and I'm sure she is enjoying receiving them as much as I enjoy sending them. Not very much.

Another nasty leak discovered.

She is doing her best to work through the issues but the whole thing leaves me braindead and tired at the end of the day, popping Advil and laying on heating pads. Not a situation conducive to thinking up witty, creative ideas for blog posts. I'm obviously not as good a multitasker as I thought I was.

On the bright side, literally, the sun has finally come out. It pours through the many windows in my new home and cheers me up as I struggle to get upright some days. I'm exploring my neighbourhood on foot with short walks when I can get breaks from the visits of appliance repairmen and other service people. This last sunny weekend was such a gift, I felt summer had moved in. Ted and I walked to Granville Island and enjoyed a lunch on the deck at Bridges, putting our "to do" list on hold for a while and just relaxing together. Then it was back home to get things done but the pause was rejuvenating.

The birds welcomed us to the neigh-
bourhood with a spray of poop. Yup,
that's how its going.

As I said in a previous post it is not the packing and actually moving of our stuff that is the hard part of a move, it's making a place a home. Making our square pegs fit into round holes takes some effort. It's not rocket science, it just takes time and energy and many trips to Home Depot. Some moves are easier than others in this arena.... furniture fits, electronics work, appliances do what they are supposed to and other times....well, let's just say we are in one of those other times.
These are all First World problems, I am well aware of that, they are nothing to lose sleep over merely details to be dealt with. And they will be dealt with and my back will continue to improve and all will be right as rain soon enough. Oops, didn't mean to mention rain.

If you have opened this post and read to this point, thanks for sticking with me. It has been a year now of blogging for me and I have taken time to assess and review the whole venture while lying on my back in the floor letting my muscles relax.  I have considered stopping blogging at this time and that is still on the table but for right now I will continue and see where it leads me.
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