Home Sweet Home

Today I'm writing this blog entry while enjoying a sunny 75° day, blaring Supertramp on our new balcony...yes, we moved! While moving I was thinking of the differences between moving in Paris and back in the states. I of course tried to be thrifty and find boxes at the grocery store, which I did, but when I brought them home I noticed a dead cockroach stuck to the bottom, sick! So instead I went to buy some, a lot, and they were expensive...maybe they are in the states too and I just don't remember but it pained me to spend that much on cardboard.  There were so many boxes it seemed as if we were moving a family of four and I started feeling bad for those who offered to help us.  Not only were there so many boxes but neither apartment had an elevator...yes, in Paris, not all apartments have elevators.  I look at it as it's better for you to take the stairs than take an elevator anyway, just obviously not in heels. I cannot leave out the fact that I didn't have to help move any of these boxes. That is a first. In the U.S. I remember a time when my friend and I hired movers but I'm pretty sure we did all the heavy lifting. Another time my movers were late and I had to be out of the apartment and I moved it all down to the alley by myself.  I have to admit I felt guilty but grateful for those who helped!! Many thanks to them!  So now here we are...all moved in and everything in it's place.  It's an exciting time for us...a new chapter and I couldn't be happier!

 

 

 

If you are moving in Paris, this is where I got the boxes http://www.demenagerseul.com/

Side note...moving on Sunday is better than Saturday...less traffic:)

 

Bisous xx