Inch By Inch

Day 2 of moving in, it's only 3:20 p.m., and I am already ready for bed -- exhausted, hot, a tad grumpy, and overwhelmed.

Here's a quick shot of part of the living room as seen from the dining room end -- those windows go way up high and the view is amazing.  We are still surrounded by piles of stuff, some ours, some newly-ours-but-we-wish-it-weren't (i.e. ready for the donation pile).  Can't find anything we need -- it's always in some other box/bag/bin ... the usual moving-in woes.

We survived an incredibly stormy night with deluges of heavy rain and withering blasts of wind.  This morning, the marina right outside our doors had docks heaving up and down, and some poor people who had berthed there in their sailing yacht overnight were standing on the dock this morning, tightening their lines and looking very concerned as their boat bounced wildly up and down in the waves, looking very much like a bucking bronco!  Things have calmed down now, and the sun is shining.

We have met our next door neighbour already -- a nice older gentleman named Bob who is all at sixes and sevens because his poor wife has just been admitted to the hospital where they discovered she has kidney cancer.  The poor man.  He came and asked Richard if he could come show him how to work the heater in his living room, and asked me if I knew how to work his washing machine! 

More tomorrow.  Sorry for lack of comments, but I am too overwhelmed right now!