I'm still waiting for it to rain. And get really cold. Sure there's been the odd shower and yes the southerly is getting the temperature down around the 5 degree mark most mornings. But so far its been no colder than Auckland and the air is much cleaner thanks to Augie Auer's spirit breezing up the South Coast and blowing out the cobwebs. Just quietly, I'll keep talking about the weather as longs as folks think I'm being delusional.
Hey, wanna hear some good news though? We've found a house! This week has been a flurry of activity that will conclude with the arrival of the relocation truck at the new address at 9am tomorrow morning. The house is in the suburb of Khandallah, not somewhere we ever considered being able to afford on the one income. But we stumbled across a bargain; the kind of rambling old villa that sits quietly waiting for desperados like us to come along. Its not perfect; it needs a bit of fencing and will no doubt take a bit of heating but it has good bones. It is dry (cold), it is spacious (cold) and it has great character (ugly wallpaper in the kitchen). And most of all, it welcomes Chili-dog with open arms, something most rental properties in Wellington have trouble doing. Either this city isn't very dog friendly at all or maybe I am just acutely aware of the thin lipped smiles that greet canine enquiries becuase we seek acceptance all over again. Thats ok, a whole new City Council to feign ignorance with when I am caught exercising Chili on a beach that breeds Blue Penguins.
The house. Found it on Monday, presented our list of demands Monday night, had them accepted Tuesday, signed the agreement Wednesday, had the cleaners in Thursday (today) and as I mentioned before, we are reunited with our belongings tomorrow. I'll spend most of the weekend unpacking and with cautious fingers crossed we will be out off the Lambton Shoe Box on Sunday.
Maybe then this will stop feeling like a holiday and start feeling like something shiny and new.

Chris