Now I am just an ordinary person, or so I pretend. Because of this I've considered myself somewhat of an expert in blending in with the crowd.
However anyone who thinks that moving house is simply packing a few boxes and taking all of your possessions to a new location is just kidding themselves. It's months of hard work, planning and countless items lost, broken or in storage.
Now immediately I understood that it was the desire of my uncle to move to a place closer to where I was raised, what really threw me was the house was in the same town with the same nosey people who only tales are that of gossip, lies and rumours overheard in their salons or from other nosey people.
What I couldn't understand was his pathological need to make sure I was happy. Back in Ohio it was no big deal to wander into the house covered in mud after a days training riding in the woods or the acres of land that would stretch for miles all around. What more could a girl want?
As I dearly love my uncle I could do no less than accept his ridiculous demand – er, reasonable request. We both squabbled on what type of house we wanted to live in, he wanted a huge over the top statement house, whereas I wanted an understated simple house.
Finally, he we decided on a four bedroom house in a quiet back street. When the time came to move we exchanged contracts and we called in all the favours from people who used to be our neighbours to help us to move house. It was a mistake to take our best furniture in the first load.
Irrespective of what my uncle said, the rope wouldn't have broken if the trailer wheel hadn't come off. Anyway, we were stuck in the middle of the free-way with a trailer load of our best furniture spread out across the road. My uncle just knew that I would be somewhat annoyed with the incident as my vanity desk was strewn across the free-way.
The rescue team helped us load the vanity back onto the trailer – I just knew that something else could go wrong.
There were a lot of undamaged items which survived the trailer accident so I continued to our new home to drop them off. The smashed wardrobe could be used to test the fireplace in our new home – a distinctive feature which was a big buying point for us. Ahh, to settle back on a wintry night and enjoy a fire crackling in the hearth. Bliss.
I arrived at the house to find out two things. The chap I had organised to be at the home to help me to unload was not there. Possibly he had been but had departed after the two hour delay. The second problem was that there wasn't any electrical power on at the house.
It wasn't my fault that I forgot to organise the electricity for the new home. I vaguely remember saying that I would would get the gas and telephone connected – I just don't remember saying whether I should organise the electrical power! But I managed to get it up and running thanks to my electronic skills, after about an hour of fiddling with the system
The day was not really going all that well.
The key did fit the front door, which was decided plus – and the roof didn't leak, another plus.
The rain by that time had gone from a gently drizzle to a full blown gale. So we were getting soaked trying to get in the furniture from the tarp covered trailer to the house. The kitchen needed a lot of work which wasn't included in the images or any of the information on the file about the house.
I mentally shrugged my shoulders and put it into the 'it's your problem, not mine' file. Uncle Victor is very capable, he'll more than likely sort it out later. Whether or not we had a cover note on the new house, be assured the insurance company will pay, and pay, and pay. I can be very insistent – boy can I be insistent.
The telephone started ringing. Trust my uncle to remember to have the phone connected and forget to remind me about the electricity.
When we had gotten settled in I went to pick my room I saw one that had a view of a road and the tree in the front garden. Mental note to climb down it when sneaking out to test things. I managed to unpack all of my clothes and put them away apart from what I was going to be wearing for tomorrow.I went for a walk as I remembered where my old best friend lived and knew how to get there from this street.
"Uncle?" I called loudly for my uncle as I walked down the stairs looking for him, when I found him he was standing next to the car talking on his work cell phone. He looked at me and raised his eyebrows, he hung up after speaking in Italian so people couldn't understand apart from the boss and us. "Well where are you going, when are you gonna be back and how long you gonna be?" he fired of at me like the leader he was I held up the keys with my new house keys on it, my cell and showed him my watch. " I don't know what time I will be back, I'm going to see an old friend and not sure how long I am gonna be" he grunted and smirked showing his sharp canines. "are they safe, are all of them safe?" I patted the places were they were hidden, in plain sight as usual, people are so cautious of what they don't know about. I smirked back and saluted to him walking away with my iPod in my ears playing a random song.
Once I arrived at the house and knocked on the door I saw my best friend look through the glass panes. His grin only widened when he saw me "Meridithe?" I nodded and he tackled me to the floor "well long time no see"