Where did the last ten days go? I am still only working two days a week, so it wasn't that ... we have done all the final scrubbing of the house before the photographer came and we've had one showing already. First open home tomorrow which means taking the cat out for a drive for half an hour. I'm sure she'll LOVE that. There is a for sale sign on the pavement and a listing on the websites so I guess we're in for it now! Scary.
I took a small beach break in the middle of it - we had some very hot days and some time apart was probably good for ongoing marital harmony. I had a lovely time with many swims and some sewing and not thinking about anything to do with moving house. But on the way down I dropped in at the Braidwood house to see the painting progress, which is amazing. It makes such a difference.
My husband had been spraying the blackberries, which are dying but way too slowly for his liking. That is not his spraying outfit, he had a shower to rinse off the poison. Although we went out for lunch and the cafe owner saw the t-shirt and told us about the time Sam Neill came in for a meal! A big name for a small town. Apparently he was very nice.
The painter is from another little town about two hours drive away so he has set his caravan up and is staying there for the duration (going home on the weekends). It means he can set his own schedule and it's quite nice having someone there while we're not. He reckons he's woken at 5 am every morning by the cockies so we'll see how that goes when we move in...
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