Well, being the dumbass I am, I missed out on notifying my internet provider enough in advance – so now I am sitting in my new flat in Wilhelmshaven and won’t be having any internet until November 26th. Classic case of shit happens.
So now I am typing these lines on my phone and believe me, it’s bloody exhausting and difficult. But I am giving my best to keep updating the blog nevertheless.
So last Friday it was, after a full week of packing around 50 moving boxes, time for the move itself. And the day started with the company doing the move showed up an hour early than initially planned – at least they called me, but still it pissed me off. But on the end they worked really well, and I was surprised because sometimes you look at people and your first thought is “really, that person is supposed to be carrying my stuff and to dissemble my wardrobe?” – but I was proven wrong, my doubts were totally unnecessary to say the least.
Once they had all packed up and stuffed into their transport car, I started doing a little bit of cleaning and then started my own challenge of getting my cellos and my Nyckelharpa into my Cary along with some other things. Well, I had to leave behind one of my cellos because it simply didn’t fit into the car anymore. My car was full. But it didn’t hurt because I had to hand over my Hamburg apartment on Sunday anyways.
Then the 2.5h drive to Wilhelmshaven – always afraid something might happen and my cello and Nyckelharpa start flying around through my car. But I arrived save and sound in Wilhelmshaven where my dad already had been working in the apartment since the morning hours. And the moving company arrived not that much later. Happily my dad also took over showing where to put stuff because I , not having had breakfast and generally being fully exhausted, felt totally sick and weak and needed a time out. Desperately.
Everything again worked well, some signed papers at the end and then it was the time to put together furniture and everything for the rest of the day. And Saturday. On Saturday we also picked up my couch and it was a stupid idea to carry it upstairs with just y dad and me, it really did break my back and I had problems and pain thanks to that for like 2 days. Awful. I am not a crybaby when it comes to pain but backpain really kills me. We got a lot done, because we got up early, didn’t do breaks and worked onto the evening.
Just to get up early again on Sunday to finish off some things in my new apartment and then drive to Hamburg, clean the apartment and hand it over to my landlord. Al said and done, and I was so terribly tired all day long that I really took naps in the car on the way back and forth. In the evening we then still had some stuff to do and we got it all done.
so now it’s all up to me to unpack the moving boxes and sort everything and decorate it and…it’s just a “couple” of boxes. And I need to pretty much all set up my computer/sewing/music room. My kitchen and living room are mostly done, the guestroom is close to it, too. Then comes my bathroom and then my bedroom and last but not least the room where there is currently most of the boxes stored and everything is looking like a bloody mess. But I will manage. Somehow. Plan is to have it all set up by the end of the week. Let’s see how it’s gonna be working out in the end.
Because I feel every muscle in my body and am really deeply exhausted but still have this urge to just function and keep going. It’s terrible, I simply cannot relax until it’s all done and ready, I fear…