Today, my wife and went through lots of things that were clustering the flat, including and especially a lot of old papers. Sometimes it brings back fond memories, this time it was sadly a little more painful. Because among the papers found were the lists of properties that were available for rent when I first moved here, some forms to fill for the estate agencies and a map of the area on which I had written notes about where to find what.
I spent a few afternoons here before I started working, trying without success to find a place for us. Then when I started working my wife and I spent almost a month in B&Bs. I promised her and myself that we will never go through that again. This is partially why I am reluctant to move. It is just nice to have a place that we can call home, at least for a little while more. We have been moving way too often in the not so distant past, those papers we gladly got rid of were a memory of that. Now they have been shredded. Good riddance.