We are moving out.

It was probably the worst day of my life. But on the other hand, I expected it. Two years ago, my parents mentioned something about moving abroad, but we eventually ended up in the center of Podkowa Leśna.

It started with my parents packing lighter things into boxes (even my junk), and Ida and I were supposed to slowly move our stuffed animals and toys to the new house.

This is what my room looked like at the beginning.

Then we tested our new lawn. Because as you know or not (I don't know), there was no lawn at the old house.

Instead, there was a trampoline, and here there isn't one. I quickly discovered that it was no problem, and even better, because I learned how to do the helicopter.

But I won't get ahead of myself.

Ida and I were just playing.
The next day, Dad and Mom asked Grandma to take us to the trampoline park. That was great too! I did flips, jumped an Aerial for the first time, did roundoffs, front walkovers, and jumped.

And at the end, we got ice cream. I took stracciatella, and Ida took fruit flavor.

Then we went to Grandma's. We watched my channel for a while, did headstands and no-handed somersaults on the bed. Grandma also took us to a thrift store and I bought pants, a few dance tops, and that was all.

Grandma's house is in Warsaw, so it took some time before we were driven home. It was already some time in the evening. So we went on the trampoline, took a bath, and went to sleep.

The next day, the moving men arrived. They had a huge truck. Unfortunately, I didn't see how they packed, because I had to go with Mom and Ida to the new house.

We were supposed to wait until the men packed everything and brought it to us. They weren't there for four hours. For me, it passed quickly because I danced a bit and recorded for YouTube. I'll give you the link at the end of the post.

When they finally arrived, they insisted on driving through the gate! With that huge truck! But... they drove in. They insisted and they drove in!

I helped them.

Then, when they had a break, I talked to them. They didn't want to tell me their names, so I named them myself. Only one (the one handing things over) said his name was Benedykt, but I think he's lying. After all, there's no such name as Benedykt! There was, but there isn't anymore. Because I go to a school named after Benedykt.

One had biceps and I named him Potato. His brother (without biceps) was Potato the Second, an older one was Grzesiu, and yet another one was Beetroot. I was Carrot, and Ida was Radish.

Then we helped them again. And then all the boxes were brought in and unpacking them overwhelmed me.

Well, I mean, I unpacked the dresser for clothes (and arranged them there) and also opened a few boxes. But other than that, I was already tired.

It wasn't until a few days later that Mom unpacked most of the boxes for me. There are still a few left.

Now I like living here.