We were kicked out of our lovely old Greensborough house, but found a new little house in East Brunswick, with blue walls, and a double bunk bed, and courtyard with pidgeons for the cats (they're too slow to actually catch them). There's an artist colony in a warehouse at the end of our street. There's galleries run by friends, there's amazing food around the corner, Brunswick street ten minutes away. And people come to our parties now! We can have parties again.
And now I'm in Europe, barely after moving, with unpacked boxes still in some corners.
Landed in Vienna, and now in Hungary with family.