The big Move

I arrived in Qatar at 2.30 am on Monday morning and was given the chance to have a sleep before the Cherubs woke at 5.00 am but was too excited to sleep so stayed awake. Once the cherubs and Wendy had left for school I had a rest and did a little unpacking because I knew that the following day would be the start of the big move to a new villa.

There were boxes everywhere but as we still had to live there for another day some packing would happen on the day the movers arrived. They had arranged to take two days to do the move and maybe should have stuck to their original plan of taking three days as they worked till 8.00 pm on the last day.

It was all good fun for me. I love moving  but hate saying goodbye. This time there was no good bye just a move to another villa so only happiness. (except for the heat of course). Air-cons don't work too well when doors have to be left open to allow access.

Everything was loaded onto an open truck and covered with a piece of canvas. Many prayers were said that all would arrive safely at the new destination. Brendon had taken the days off so he followed the truck on every trip to the new villa while I stayed at the old villa packing more boxes.

The truck made several trips each day and eventually I was able to go to the new villa so I could start unpacking while the last loads were made. Once again we followed the truck and I remarked that it looked like a lot of Patagonian refugees on the move.

 

At the new villa I first went from room to room praying as I remembered that was what Douglas would have done. The house was a blessing and I needed to thank the Lord for the space and all who would be sharing in the blessing of being their.

I started unpacking in the kitchen as that was where we needed to get our supplies. Beds were made ready for our weary bodies and once the cherubs got back from school they had fun in the open spaces.

Brendon set about making the tables with the willing hands of the cherubs while Wendy prepared our evening meal.

It was all exciting and exhausting. One day it will look like home again in the mean time we take each day as it comes unpacking a few boxes and finding where things need to be placed. And the heat, well that just keeps on making itself felt. Praise the Lord for willing hands as we all know that "Many hands make light work" and my sore feet feel better.

The "compound" has many facilities so we do take time off from our tasks to enjoy the play area and the pool and Wendy uses the well equipped gym to practice her running for the big race at the end of the month.

We end the big move with Brendon's birthday and a church service. A fitting end to another adventure and the start of more to come.