Moving out of a rental flat has some stress over things like packing properly all the stuff you have /best moment to throw out the garbage, give away clothes, etc./, cleaning the rooms and the furniture, try all the electric devices /hopefully all working/, count your blessings that you won't forget something! I feel a little old for this but extremely relieved at the same time. I had my share of rental flats but this was the worst ever. Why? Because of the neighbors. Thinking about writing a book or a script about it when I am emotionally not involved anymore. I guess it's going to be the moment when I don't have to come back here. Sadly, it's going to be on Monday when I give back the keys to the landlord.
The weekend is going to be the move-out from here but most importantly the move into the new house. That is such a nice village-like place, peaceful, fresh air, big garden, three churches nearby, lakes and parks all over the town. The neighbors there are hopefully nice, we haven't met yet but the opportunity to separate me from them is the most precious. I can't stand the loud noises of others. I guess I'm a lone wolf as many of you might say. I can enjoy the company and I love to mingle at times but I need my base where I can hear the silence. To be one with Mother Nature.
Wish me luck, say a prayer for me if you can! Thank you! I need it today and on the weekend! .)
your soul friend,
Kata The Nomad Writer Photographer
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