Well… we are here, finally AND with a phone and internet connection.
Talk about head scratching, trying to figure out how to hook up a modem
A) In a different country and
B) In a different language…German.
Finally we had to get a techy to come in to help us, and he successfully (after L asked me twice in loud clear English why exactly he was SO FAT mommy….) managed to get us up and running. Hopefully he was out of earshot…*Cringe*
We flew to Canada for a week while the movers did their stuff, and so I could get some work done on our old house, which is still without tenants and sitting sad and empty. (Ugh) I had visions of spending a week in the garden getting dirt under my fingernails flirting with blue jays and hungry robins but after one look inside the house with my mom we decided that our time would be better spent giving it a thorough once over. We restored miles of oak trim, washed all 35 windows, gave the kitchens and bathrooms a good spanking, and restored all the maple floors. By the time we left it, it gleamed and it smelt good too.
On my very last night working late in the house as I mopped I could hear loud metal clanging like an anvil adjusting the rusty monolithic boiler that still sits lurking in a dark corner of our basement, now defunct, cold and empty it sits with its door less openings black and gaping. I can only assume our resident ghost was busy stoking up the fire for the night as I heard the creak of the back stairs 15 minutes later and the floor boards sigh above me as he settled into his phantom bed.