We rented a space in a storage facility a few months ago. We kept lots of our stuff – stuff folks who helped with the sale of our home didn’t think would help sell the property. This facility offers use of a van and over a week ago, I booked this van. Tress and I were going to clear out our stuff from this hired space.

On Saturday morning, after a quick brekky and a walk for our little friend, we headed to the storage place and over the next 3 hours and in 3 repeat trips, cleared out our stuff, all of which now sit in our lounge, bedroom and dining room. Our home is slowly but surely resembling a home being moved. After returning the van, we headed out to Knox for some lunch, and then headed home for more work.

I mowed the lawns and gave the outsides a bit of a clean up, as well as working on the long process of clearing out the shed. At the end of that day, I was pooped and was glad that at least the storage unit chapter is now also, behind us.

Earlier in the week, we had caught up with more people to say goodbye. We met with our old friends, Ronald and Cat, for dinner at Balwyn on Thursday night. It was good, as always, catching up with folks from Klang, even more folks who also went to KCMC. Ronald and Cat were both my Sunday School teachers – that’s how far back we went. The next day, we got together with folks from the Bob Saker Oval. We’d known a lot of these folks since when we first moved into the area. We went to Sofia’s as it was a convenient spot for this group. I had the worst salmon steak I had ever had in my entire life – the food is always very ordinary there – but the company was always good. They gave us a collage of the dogs we’d come to know and love over the years – as much as the owners themselves.

On Sunday at St Alf’s there was the annual thanks giving service, where members were encouraged to share their experience of gratitude. I had prepared to say a quick word (at 31:24) of thanks and praise, so after the service, we had more conversations of farewell…

Yesterday arvo, we continued packing and clearing out. The process continues, and I kept my thoughts and envisioned when we’d be close to Kiddo, Mic and little Abby, along with her sibbling. It will be quite the ride, and I remain excited.