Moving out, moving in

After few weeks already spent in my “new” flat, it is maybe time to show it to you… at least how was the “moving day” !

my old room all dismantled
old kitchen in boxes

We “invited” 4 guys for “beers, pizzas, and a bit of help” and that’s how we got everything moved and built up in 2 hours !

the van full
my new bedroom
the new living room
the new kitchen

and a new neighbor as well ! 😉

Squirrel in the trees

The flat looks good, clean, quite new, but there are few disadvantages :

– neighbors : except for the squirrels, the others are not that cute : noisy 3 years old girl upstairs, running around loudly, shouting, screaming, throwing stuff at the balcony…

– there are as well 2 dogs upstairs, so just above our heads, we have some frrrt frrrt frrt bom bom bom (the dog is running after the ball 🙁 ) At night, day time or early morning in the week end… 🙁

– there is no sauna in our flat (ok there is one in the basement – only on Saturdays from 9pm to 10pm… who is home at this time every week anyway ?)

– I am living next to the paper mill… great ! vrrrrrrrrrrrrr is the noise 24hours a day, 7 days a week 🙂 windows open or closed, I can hear it ! Very relaxing !

The Paper Mill (and my new home (red arrow))

Can you see the Paper Mill ? Can you see my home ? Nice… 🙂

 

5 thoughts on “Moving out, moving in

  1. Courage Agnès ! On t’envoie des PICB? C’est sur que les écureils, c’est bien plus sympa et silencieux. Pour les voisins, je compatis, quand je vois le bordels que font nos 2 petits monstres…
    La cuisine est sympa et doit bien se prêter à de bons petits plats… Je t’embrasse

    1. ouep c’est vrai des PICB… mais le problème c’est quand le réveil sonne le matin 😉
      les petits plats ça y va c’est sûr, même si pas encore commencé tes muffins !!

  2. je commençais à m’ennuyer de tes nouvelles, bon, joli l’appart, fonctionnel en tout cas. Pour le reste, les papattes des chiens-chiens, on connaît aussi. On s’y fait à la longue, et on l’entend un peu lorsque nous-même arrêtons de brasser, logique! Pour l’usine, j’espère que tu n’as pas en plus des fumées toxiques? vivent les boules Quies…

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