We are now in our ‘permanent temporary’ home. What a relief.
It’s a much bigger unit and much closer to Alan’s work. If he keeps a fair clip, he is only a 10 minute walk away. This might mean a couple of lunch times at home – at least for the next couple of months.
I’m unpacking all of our massive bags and putting them away. It feels great. We’ve been living out of these bags for the past 3 1/2 weeks. It’s nice to know that I don’t have to lug them around any longer. I swear, if we ever decide to do a ’round-the-world-tour, we’ll be doing it with the most minimalist backpacks.
Tomorrow we will take delivery of our air-freight shipment. I’m looking forward to having it, although I’ve already kind’ve forgotten what I put in there – I just remember that it was all oh-so-important. I know that it has my good kitchen knives (yay) and a cutting board, as well as THE STROLLER!!!!! Honestly, I’m not sure what it is that I might be more excited about.
The kiddos are settling in nicely. We’ve had a rather humorous day… Alan hung out with us this morning and managed to run some interference for me and then he was off to the office for the afternoon (and to open a bank account – but that’s a whole ‘nother story).
I put the babies in the bath so that they could play for a while and I could get Alan’s and my clothing all put away. (The bath is in the en-suite so I was never more than 5 steps away from them.) Just as I was walking to the bath to check on them I heard Eamonn say, “All done, Mama”. I rounded the corner to find that they’d completely drained the bathtub and were sliding around on the bottom of the tub. Given that they’d only been in the bath for 5 minutes or so, I simply filled up the bath again and asked them to please leave the stopper in. I let it fill and then turned it off. I went and put a few more things away and checked on them again…
Oh… what’s that!?!
Ok – now I’ve got to get them out, clean the tub, put them back in, scrub the bejesus outta them and let them get back to playing.
Ugh! (Insert memory shiver here.)
Ok, done with that. Back to putting the clothes away. I go and check on them, wash hair and bodies and pull down the heated towels (yummy!) to get ready to take babies out of the bath. I set the oh-so-fluffy towels on the toilet next to the tub. I’m thinking that I’ll take Maisie out first and then I’ll get Eamonn out… But there were just two or three things left on the bed to put away. I went back to that and then returned to the bathroom to admire my clean babies… Only to find: two fluffy white towels floating happily in the bath.
There are only 4 towels in this unit… one for each person.
Mama’s towel got sacrificed. (Weird that babies no longer seem so clean when they are using my towel…)
What we got done today:
Alan opened a bank account – Yay!!! This has been the one thing that has stymied us for quite a while now. Everybody had a different story of how we were supposed to do it. In the end it was as simple as making an appointment, going in with a letter from Alan’s company, income information, family information, portfolio information and a smile. Ok – they wanted some ID too.
Ordered the forms for our NIH numbers. This is the number that we need in order to report to the government all of our earnings. It’s kind’ve like Canada’s SIN, or the US’s SSN. (PS – I’m allowed to work here!!!)(PPS – Whether or not I can work as a midwife is a different issue.)
Got a list of Dr’s in our area. But we are not allowed to register with anyone because you need to register with a Dr in your residence catchment area and we are in temporary housing. However, given Maisie’s special needs – we will need access to a Dr long before we are in our permanent home.
Arranged the delivery of our air-freight container.
Started nailing down the dates for our house-hunt. We’ll be doing that with an agent. (I’m kind’ve sad about that – I LOVE that part of moving – and I’m not sure that I want my style cramped.)
Man oh man – what excitement will tomorrow hold for us.