Hugo and I are in the new apartment. Or maybe I should say, "Gallery." We moved everything we both own into a big truck, hauled it across the city, and paid a guy $8 to put tables, desks, suitcase on his back and take it up to our place. Before the furniture was in place, Hugo had placed his paintings strategically on the walls so that when we turn the lights on, the first thing you see is his paintings. Hugo's mom called me at 6:30 am on Saturday, "are you up, the truck is on it's way." Well, I got up. We put everything downstairs in my patio and then waited for the truck. Once everything was securely tied in we made our way to the other side of the city. We unloaded our belonging on this patch of grass a little ways from the house and started hauling. A cow managed to place itself right in our path and use the path as a bathroom. This made for difficult maneuverings while carrying tables, chairs, etc...
Once things were inside the apartment we were cleanings, unpacking and organizing. Our first night we didn't have water, but yesterday the water came back. Nice homecoming? Things are more or less in place, we have to make sofa covers and get gas for our stove, but it is turning into a nice little countryside art pad. Are you all coming to the open house next month?
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