We moved into our beloved apartment two years ago yesterday, right when the first giant wave of COVID-19 hit Europe. It was touch and go for a while from movers not sure if they could move us, to not being able to have physical showings, from predicted housing market crashes to worries about other sales in our chain falling through, leaving us apartment-less.
We fell in love with this apartment before it was even on the market, so we were elated when we signed the final papers and collected the keys.
*the lace tablecloth above crocheted by my maternal grandmother at the age of 75, in 1974. For many years it was a glorious bedspread, but now it is serving as our tablecloth. We have a glass table which ends up full of cat paw-prints, so we always have a cloth on it.
That tablecloth is amazing!