More waiting
After the mad rush of house prep and sale (5 weeks end to end), we’ve entered a new stage of waiting. Since selling the house we’ve dashed to Halifax to find an apartment and returned with a lease in hand. We’ll be moving into a medium-sized apartment in a low-rise building on the north-west corner of the Commons. We’ll be on a well-travelled bus route but close enough to work, school, and shopping that we’ll be able to walk to most places.
While we’re still trundling things to the charity shop, this is an oddly idle time. The stoved-in garden shed is gone. The movers are booked. Furniture has gone to new homes. Spring yardwork is done. Utility cancellations are scheduled. Boxes arrive later this week. Each task completed inches us away from this house.
Soon enough the new owners will arrive and with a bit of weather luck they’ll arrive when the peonies are blooming and the house will have its first toddler of this century. I think she’ll like the echoes the place makes when it’s empty and she’ll soon figure out which of the fireplace tiles makes a satisfying clonk clonk sound.
