My housemate Cobus moved out on Friday (sob, sob). He has gazillions of books and shoes (LOL). We loaded up a bakkie and a trailer. Then the "real" work began. My domestic Maria and I moved furniture around, I wanted to move into Cobus' room and make my room into a playroom. What a mission. I finally got most of what wanted to do finished last night. I had plenty of help from my granddaughter, Skyla. She pushed and pulled, and lifted and carried and didn't moan at me once. What a STAR.
I can now park the car in the garage and there is some space to move around in there as well.
I really have to have a B-I-G cleanout. I am a terrible horder of stuff-I-may-need-someday. I could probably get rid of a lot of the boxes I have stashed in the garage. (but not today, I will have to psych myself up first)
The cats were also very "helpful" they raced up and down the passage, trying their best to either trip me up, or get themselves crushed by the furniture we were moving. They yowled around looking for their favorite spot- which had now moved.
Nadja and Sascha spent the afternoonwith Skyla and I, the kids watched DVDs and played games and Nadja and I had a lovely afternoon looking at pretty, shiny beads. We even made a necklace, which was the original plan.
Owie!Owie!! Owie!! I am stiff and sore all over. I even have aches and pains in places I didn't realize I had.
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