Finally

Finally... we found a house. Yes! Someone actually believed that we are harmless after all, and definitely not capable to eating the house. So, he agreed to rent out his precious house to us. We were so happy that we couldn't believe this happened. In fact, I was a little numb when he agreed to give us the house. The news took days to sink in.

At first, I was confused. 'What? Someone is giving us a house? Can this be true or will he change his mind?' But he gladly took the advance and was pretty happy with us. We would have made countless trips to the new house to see the place, the locality and shops. We thought we can manage. Every visit was like a big adventure, packed with a lot of expectations and anxiety about how the neighbours will look at us and will we be welcomed.

It looked like all was settled. Then started the hunt for packers and movers. To our shock, packing and moving costs was almost double the rent we paid. I couldn't believe packing and moving charges will be so high. It was yet another big head ache. Then we asked the new owner about packing services. He offered to help us and referred a good moving company. His charge was less than half of what we estimated. Yet another joy! 'Life, after all, can be sweet', I thought.