

Today is Saturday. The movers arrive on Monday morning to shift us over to 39 Sunnyhaven. I can't wait. It's been annoying having three houses to worry about:
Iain: "Do you have pictures of the house?"
Sas: "Which one?"
Iain: "The new one."
Sas: "Which new one?"
Iain: "The rental."
Sas: "Oh, that one. Yeah."
Iain: "But you've also got pictures of the other house, right?"
Sas: "Which other house?"
and so on....
We're hoping that finally being out of 61 Taurus (current house) and into a rental will free up some time on the weekends to really enjoy Auckland. We still have some big decisions to make for the new house such as paint colors, carpet, tiles, light fixtures. But this will be much more enjoyable now that the hard stuff (finalizing architectural plans, hiring a builder, fixing up and selling our old house) has all been done.
In the meantime, our biggest goal is to get out from under all of these boxes! Of course, in the midst of all of this packing and switching utilities and insurance and alarms and address changes and arranging for internet connections, Tama got pink eye and had to go to the vet.
In other news, one of my coworkers has had a cold for almost two weeks, and spent the last 7 working days at her desk sniffling and snorting repeatedly. Hints like, "Here's a tissue." and "Do you need some decongestant?" are blown off with infuriatingly obtuse comments like, "[sniff, snort] Oh, I hate the way [sniff] cold medications make me feel [snort, sniff]."
I've forgotten what it's like to work side by side with other people for 8-10 hours a day, but my tolerance is much higher having survived a year with The German and other classmates.
