Moving house shares some characteristics with childbirth (or what I'm told of it). It's a painful and traumatic experience at the time, but yet between moves the memory fades enough to convince us that it wasn't so bad, and so we do it all over again. Having just moved to a new city on the hottest day of the year (45 degrees Celsius), from a large house to a tiny flat up three flights of stairs (no lift), I am currently swearing that I'll never move again.
All this moaning is by way of apologising for not blogging recently. Not being able to find my computer under all the boxes is partly to blame, as is the ongoing and very ugly fight we're having with our ISP which means we still don't have the internet connected at home. Sigh. But I have been reading some interesting books which I hope to write about very soon- The Night Watch by Sarah Waters and Disgrace by JM Coetzee.
The chaos here is sure to end soon!
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I just finished The Night Watch myself. I look forward to hearing your thoughts on it!
I can completely sympathize with the move--I just recently moved to a new apartment, and it was a move I didn't want to make (made because of renovations on old place).
Anyhow, I hope you've gotten somewhat settled.
Kailana- I mostly enjoyed 'The Night Watch' but had some reservations about the structure. It annoyed me that it was told in reverse.
Thanks for the sympathy Todd. I hope your new apartment is ok. I'm still surrounded by boxes but slowly getting there...
My heartfelt sympathies are with you...moving with books in the middle of summer is utterly exhausting. Hope you are all unpacked and starting to find a routine again!
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