The washing-machine and dryer were delivered at 07:45 this morning. Needless to say, I was up at an ungodly hour to bike over to the new house in the pitch black in order to receive them. The attitude of the delivery men wasn’t anything to write home about; I must say; grumbling and complaining about having to disconnect the machines and move the dryer from next to the washing-machine to on top of it, when it became apparent that the right-hinged door of the dryer meant that it would open into the wall and be inaccessible. They would have simply left it in an unusable state, had I not been insistent.
The movers came at around 09:00, followed at 10:00 by the bloke from the furniture shop that is loaning us a dining-room table and chairs. Thanks to these new chairs and the arrival of our old couch from Mountain View, we now have somewhere comfortable to sit for the first time in over four months. Truly! You have to have experienced the shite in our six month rental to understand how uncomfortable furniture can be made. Sarah’s mum and dad know what I’m talking about.
Since all of our deliveries had been completed by midday, we were free to unpack some of our stuff. Hunger eventually got the better of us, though, so we left the house without achieving very much.
In the afternoon, we placed an order for a dining-room table and a couch. It’ll be many weeks before they are manufactured and delivered, but we can now start looking forward to their arrival. We need some dining-room chairs, too, but we haven’t quite decided what we want yet.
A couple of runs with Greenwheels of stuff from the old house finished off the day. I’m about to bike back over to the new house for our first night there.
With a little bit of luck, the phone line will be moved tomorrow and the DSL along with it. If not, oh well, I’ll be off-line until the problem is fixed.
Sarah flies to the US with Eloïse tomorrow afternoon. I’ll miss them, of course, but there will be plenty for me to do in their absence.