Perth sunrise: view from my kitchen window. Makes me want to do the dishes!
We're slowly furnishing the apartment. I know the layout of the IKEA store by heart. Eight stores and seven hours of shopping netted me a travertine-topped dining table, 6 microfiber (like suede but easier to clean) chairs and a buffet made of Marra (pronounce marree) wood. We barely got unpacked when it was time for our first inspection. In Australia the owner of a residence has the right to inspect it as often as every 6 weeks. Typically, the real estate agent or a hired third party service does it. Sounds a bit big brother-ish to me but hey, renters can't be choosers. We passed our first inspection with flying colors. From the inspector's comments I must conclude that there is an epidemic of soap scum spreading to shower doors all over Perth, and I've heard they're thinking of making it a felony to have a dirty kitchen floor. :-D I still love this place, and will take more photos and share them soon.
Next time... Australian blood sport - oops, I mean politics!
Just passed my inspection today as a matter of fact. Why is there always that hint of anxiety about it anyway? We do not live in squalor and everything they are likely to fuss about can usually be fixed with a damp cloth. Yet, I fret.
ReplyDeleteThis time I threatened to breathe my germ laden breath on her - we passed AND she was very speedy! :-)
Lyn