After a couple of months of hectic activity I am finally starting to see a beautiful window of opportunity for more exciting adventures and many equally exciting posts.A couple of weeks ago I moved into a beautiful house in Kirribilli.
I never truly realised how exhausting and intense moving house can be and now have a new-found respect for anyone who has ever moved/will ever move.
Apart from being a tiring workload, (with many boxes to fill and unpack on the other side) the excitement of the whole process makes moving extremely exhausting!
It was very sad to say goodbye to the old house which held so many special memories. We lived in the house for 10 years and it had been our only home in Australia since we immigrated. There are many exciting parts to moving but seeing the house empty and deserted is quite an eerie feeling. I took a couple of images to record our abandoned abode and to say a final goodbye.
There's also a photo of the Chandelier that I smashed with my head when jumping with Mr.G (don't ask!)