So the house is packed...or most of it at least. D arrived back home yesterday, sick. He did all his house searching and contract signing with a fever. Poor guy. He found us the perfect apartment. An extra room for my studio. A small garden area (although its shared) a balcony, newish appliances and dishwasher, a bathtub (a must!) but now the managers are dragging their feet with the gaurantee letters. They say one signature isnt enough, they need two or somesuch. I wait for news on this.
The hiccup is not the apartment though. The new company called and told D they needed him to start Monday, Tuesday at the latest. We were all lined up to MOVE Tuesday not have him on that side of the country at work. With much fancy footwork and figuring everything has been rearranged. D will fly to Grenoble Monday morning early and leave me here. I will be spending the week here alone in a packed up house. Friday I will move there on the condition we have a place to go too.
The question is what to do with myself for an entire week in a house that is packed up. I wont even have a couch to sit on, many things arent going with us on the long trip and are being removed now. I have already packed up most off my sewing things also. One thing I can do is dye as they are still unpacked. So I guess I will be working on my dyes and watching long movies. I am considering unpacking a few projects. If I can situate a comfortable place to work I might get something accomplished! Sometimes life is interesting.