Everything was set up for the move. My boss juggled my roster so I get the day off; I had Sol and his van booked, except I underestimated traffic and was late signing the lease and getting the keys. The reason for the traffic was also that the Australian bushfire crisis was escalating two days before Christmas. In fact, as I drove up to my new home, the fire volunteers were busy unpacking the community fire fighting trailer stationed at my street. Here I was moving in with my furniture and stuff yet there was a real possibility I could be asked to evacuate at any moment. We were so busy unloading, but there was a part of me that wanted to watch the helicopters water bombing just 250 metres away.
Fortunately, my good friend Sol was a true legend and he helped me accomplish everything and finish by 3PM. In my entire life I have not had a plan that went as well or better than this move and Sol was the power piece that made it all possible. Gracias hermano.
I made it a point to sleep in my new home that night.
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