19.03.2025
I had hoped we would move on April 1st.
That’s the date we moved into the apartment 9 years ago. I thought it would be poetic to move into the house on the same date.
But it doesn’t look like it’ll be possible.
There’s still so much left to do, and it feels like every day something breaks, or we discover a new problem that delays everything.
Or, you know, the workers drill through a power cable and now half the house has no electricity. The usual. 🙃
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