The owner of the previous apartment we rented have sold it and the new owners have gave us the notice to move out. We found and rented another place not far from the old one. Last few weeks were filled to the brim with a lot of very hard work: packing, unpacking, and endless cleaning of both places. We are pretty much settled now and getting back into our routine. I have been resting and recuperating last few days. Previous weeks have made me very tired. There are still few odd chores and a bit more of arranging left to do, but it is starting to look normal around here. There is also a small matter of recovering the deposit. It seems the new owners fancy renovating the place for themselves using our money. Although, the agency that managed the property have been heavily economising even on second class stamps and land line calls and inventing all kind of fees they could fantasize up. There are several people in their office managing less than 30 properties. I am guessing they are straggling to pay their own salaries since they are only to happy to go along with the charade. Of course we disputed. So this is gona take some months or years to sort itself out, but we don't let it stop us from enjoying our time at the new place.
I have already been doing some sewing in my new craft room – made a simple skirt for the summer to wear at home. For this new place we had to get our own appliances – it came without fridge and without washing machine. The appliances in the last two places we rented were in horrible state. After those it is such an immense pleasure to use our own brand new pristine appliances. Little things do make up life after all.
It was my birthday couple weeks a go. Jim gave me a beautiful card. I asked him not to buy me a present, but to give me money instead. As per one of my New Year's resolutions, I try to not accumulate crafts supplies and other toys, but only buy what I need for the projects I actually have time. This approach reduces clutter I think. It is hard discipline though. I already ordered from some shops on the internet some beautiful silks to make more summer clothes for myself.
A week a go, I stumbled across a new TV series called Unreal. It is a fictional show about making a reality TV that brings light on what really goes on behind the scenes of reality TV. How TV producers even use professional psychologists to manipulate people to act out to make us good entertainment. I suppose we are all to blame for it. I must admit I have got severely disappointed when one episode description in last season of Real Housewives of Beverly Hills promised a physical fight, but there wasn’t any. Wasted time of my life I am not getting back lol. Of cause, in this fictional show Unreal, producers are tormented by remorse. They have to show something like that. But I bet in real life there is no remorse left lol.