The perfect house aka my new home.

Well I did it. I moved. Packed everything I owned into assorted boxes,threw out more stuff than I thought I owned, took load after load to the second hand store. Now I remember why I don't do this very often. It's alot of work. Hard work! Actually, this is only the third time in my adult life that I've moved, and it's the first time I did all by my lonesome.

Well, not really all by my lonesome. I may be the only one who lives there but I have an awesome bunch of friends, and they all showed up to help. I was truly touched by the amount of help I got. I rented a great big cube van (well it looked big when I tried backing it into the parking space!) and my girlfriend and I loaded it full of boxes and all the awkward breakable stuff on the Friday and took them over to the new place. We unpacked all the kitchen stuff and got that load sorted out so that the next morning, when all the big strong guys showed up, we didn't have to worry about them breaking anything labelled fragile.

By noon on Saturday all the furniture was in place, and by three in the afternoon my bedroom, kitchen and living room were all in a liveable state. Nothing got broken and even the pets love the new place. The cats love all of the windows with the big, wide, sit-on-me window sills. My terrier loves the huge workshop out back with all the interesting smells as well as the huge yard. It is completly fenced so I don't have to worry about her.

The grandkids are delighted with the backyard, which came with a huge sandbox full of Tonka Toys! (All my grandkids are boys) They also love the fact that I now live in town, so they get to drop in lots when Mum and Dad are in town. And this weekend, they are coming to sleep over because the Santa Clause parade is on, and guess who's new house is right on the parade route!

Did I mention this really is a perfect house?

Anne Kane

http://www.annekane.com/