So – with the previous post in mind – the last 2 and a bit months have been taken up with house-hunting.
We needs us a bigger place.
So we registered on DAFT.ie, organised viewings, spent a fortune on taxis running around south Dublin to see what turned out to be:
A: COSY 2 bed period cottage, excellent location, close to all amenities
(= small, dark, damp ridden little hovel, 1o minutes walk from the nearest bus stop and 20 minutes from the nearest tesco)
B: BEAUTIFUL, spacious garden apartment situated in Georgian town house
(which hasn’t seen a fresh lick of paint since the 1960’s and doesn’t have a HEATING SYSTEM installed!!!!)
C: STUNNING open plan 2 bed duplex apartment with sunny bright courtyard, patio, security gate located in the heart of Dublin 4. Walking distance to City centre, wooden floors throughout and brand new kitchen and bathroom.
We fell in love with ‘C’. And it was under-budget. And we had all the references the LL was asking for. I was SO excited. Unfortunately so was every other 30 something couple who saw it and it was up to the LL to make the choice…..
They chose someone else.
Yes, there have been tears and stress (mental and financial) and we got to know alot of taxi drivers and I’m sure I could do a better job of writing up those DAFT listing scripts… and take much better location shots!
But finally, last week….
WE FOUND IT!
D: 2 bed, 3 bathroom town house built above street level, large balcony to front, patio to rear, private parking, security gates …AND… its still in Ranelagh! Yayyyyy!!
<applause, cheers, standing ovation etc etc>
I’m relieved. The Bear is relieved. Our estate agent is relieved. We need this. Things, other getting-on-with-your-life kind of things have been on hold for to long and now we can see a light at the end of the tunnel. Next week is the start of a new chapter in our lives.
But (yes… there is a but) I have a little ache in my heart**
I am finding myself a little reluctant to move out of our little 4th floor 1 bedroom apartment…..
Despite the constant renovations going on around us…
Despite the psycho gardener who insisted on using the leaf blower early in the morning to blow away the three solitary leaves that had fallen that week…
Despite the moths that I fought a war against over the winter so that our clothes would be hole free…
Despite the tiny kitchen and the oven-that-can’t-be-cleaned filling the apartment with smoke whenever we cooked a chicken…
Despite the fact that we had nothing to put stuff into, and nowhere to put the thing with all the stuff in it even if we had one….
Despite all of this….
I love this little apartment.
It has kept us warm without having to turn the heating on.
It has provided beautiful views of the rooftops and treetops of Dublin and shown us alot of sun and moon rises.
It has been our resting place and sanctuary from the world over the past year.
It has been our space, our little niche… but now its time to say goodbye.
So this week is about packing and changing address and arranging for the landline and broadband to be moved and forwarding our post and organising transport and cleaning the old place and making sure the new place is ready moving.
And THAT folks is why I’m posting on my otherwise much neglected blog.
Procrastination is a wonderful waste of time!
Other news, other news…
Well…. there really isn’t much. I’m slowly achieving planet-status day by day. The hormone-riddled traumatic pregnancy episodes have not followed me into the second trimester, thanks be to the Good Holy Mother of Blessed Jaysus says me… and pretty much everyone I know.
My dancing life has been quiet – energies have gone into house-hunting (see above) and have taken alot longer than I thought so organising a class has been postponed till next year BUT I am working on a short piece that I will hopefully be able to perform in the next couple of months (bump permitting) and I will be attending Hilde Cannodte’s workshops hosted by The Zoryanna in November – although I’ll be taking notes more than dancing….
Thats it for now… see you on the flip side ~