OH MY GOD IT'S GOOD TO BE BACK ON A PROPER FLOOR.
About a month ago, my apartment flooded. All my beautiful floorboards went waaarrrp and had to be stripped up and thrown out. For 2-3 weeks, we heard nought from anyone who could do anything about it. Then finally, out of the blue, a phone call from awesome-awesome building guys, John Nelson Agencies, bearing good news.
Today, I have a floor, some peace of mind and piles upon piles of old clothes, bric-a-brac and furniture to donate, secondhand or throw away.
All this has given me some time to think, reassess, self-help. It's been about 2 years since moving in, after wishing for ages to live in this area, and I have itchy feet. I think I've grown out of this unit, ready for a different suburb, different dwelling.
And thus begins the hunt for a new home. More to come...
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