Still Living in a Mess

The last seat in the house and the one I'll miss the most - the window seat. Our house is littered with boxes and half-packed luggage.
The last seat in the house and the one I'll miss the most - the window seat. Our house is littered with boxes and half-packed luggage.

It’s hard to be neat when you have no furniture. I am thankful for every built-in shelf and counter. I am especially thankful for the fridge that we’ll be leaving here and the washer and dryer that are still functioning in the basement. After putting everything in the cubes, we ran off to Drummondville to visit Ghis’s family. We treated ourself to a night in a hotel and spent the next rainy morning swimming in the well-heated pool.

Coming back to the mess was a bit depressing, but it’s still home. Today we’ve been organizing our stuff in the leftover boxes and we realized that there’s still a load of stuff to take to Drummondville. Luckily for us, Ghis’s Dad has agreed to come again with his van.

This is still one humid city. It gets so hot here that I become unable to imagine anything else. In past years, I arrived in Vancouver and realized I hadn’t even packed a sweater or a jacket.

Right now I feel like I could sleep for a week. But only with air conditioning!