A Moving Tale

We are encouraged so often to simplify, simplify, simplify. I thought selling everything we owned and moving across the globe meant we had that covered. Would you believe it took two moving trucks to get our stuff transplanted? They didn't pack the first truck very well but even then we had more stuff than room allowed. Where did it come from? I guess even in our situation, you have to be careful with accumulating things. Those poor moving guys. At least the first apartment had an elevator. They carried everything up 6 flights to the apartment only to be told it all went upstairs on the second floor of the apartment. Even the washing machine which weighs about the same as a small elephant! A little Chinese dude strapped it to his back and away he went. I wonder what they thought about my clear rubbermaid container of dirt. Foreigners are so wierd! Hey it is homemade, organic compost! They told us we had too much stuff, but I have seen Chinese apartments and we have less than half what they do. They just get to buy the apartment and not move every year. I will be selling a bed, the futon and the washing machine before we move again in a few months. We have moved to the other side of our city so we will start exploring again. When it stops raining. It has rained every day this week and all day long. It stinks since my mood is affected by the weather. I have had time to do some crocheting though. When I have internet access for more than an hour or two at a time, I will post pics of our present accomodations. I remembered my plants this time and they are sitting on the balcony in the rain. The apartment is about 200 square meters which I think is about 1800 square feet. Nope, just googled it, 2152.758 square feet!! It is a massive place which is why living together with another couple is not so bad. Plus we like them. There are two floors both with bathrooms. Ours has a tub with jacuzzi jets that we haven't used yet. The jets that is. Our floor is basically the loft of the building so the rooms have angle ceilings and windows that follow the slant of the roof. That means no opening windows if it will rain. I forgot this rule the other day and left the house with them all open. I didn't know it would rain. It poured, into the rooms. Our bed and the futon were soaked. My vacuum did too and I haven't turned it on to check the damage. I don't learn fast apparently, because the rain let up and since it was so hot and muggy, I opened them up again, just a crack. It hit me later and I screamed for Frank to HELP!!!! No damage that time. I bet you can picture the look on Frank's face as he came back down. You know, the cocked head, all knowing eyes and the face that says, "Babe, you know better but why did you open them agai? Crazy woman." Yep, that's me!