So the big move is having ongoing upheavals roaring through most of my life.
One of those upheavals is moving into the retirement village just as it is getting set up for fibre internet. This takes a while to to do anyway. And it takes even longer for our residential complex. Today after my six phone calls over the last fourteen days I got an email from my internet provider to say my installation has been delayed. The office administrator here assures me that they are having problems with all the internet providers. I prefer to do my emails and blogging on my computer and have never bothered working out how to do it on my phone.
Family members have been making stupid suggestions so I have promised them to chop off various limbs if they tell my to ring my ISP with various stupid suggestions. Insistence on my doing computer stuff on my phone will bring instant execution – ie head chopped off. Everything is too hard at the moment.
It all seemed simple to start with. Parents lived all their lives in our largest city – the megalopolis. Left us a very ordinary house at a great price.
Siblings and I ended up in much smaller regional cities. With inheritance share we each managed to buy ordinary homes in our regional cities. I managed to buy into a small place in this village. Great idea when we have one middle aged couple of relatives living in the same city as five elderly relatives in their seventies in various states of decrepitude.
Ultimately we all think I did the right thing – as long as I do not chop them up in pieces.
I miss pottering through the blogs I follow in the evenings in between doing this and that. I am expecting to get to the library at least three days a week and use their wi-fi. The village does not have wi-fi in public areas !!! I never thought to ask, or that it would be necessary.
Miss you all and will do what I can to keep in contact.