Moving day went pretty mutch as expected, yet some things had to be changed. It turned out Mia had expected more to go in every turn, yet that was not the case. One of the men who was suppoed to help us had turned ill and that made us 2 cariages short. Yet, the only thing really annoying about this was that it would mean one more trip all in all. Mia had to leave some of the biggest furniture, in addition to her human sized mirror. I left behind a few trunks of clothing and my wrightingdesk.
At the moment, I am sitting in the new bedroom, wrighting this on the nightstand. Mia has gone to check upp on the staff and that everyone is getting settled properly. I told her it was no need, but stil, she went down to them. It has been a while now since she
Mia is back now. She just had to help the chef with organizing the kitchen, as she put it. It will propably take days until it is finished, but it will do, for now. I am a bit confused about her behavior since getting here. One moment, I see her smiling like the sun and the next she seems deadly serious for some reason. She also seems nervous about something. I hope nothing is wrong. When I asked if there was anything in the matter or if there was something I could do, she bit me off, saying “it’s nothing. Now go to bed. I want you away early tomorrow to fetch more of our things.” This statement hurt me a little. Yet, I shal remain calm and do as she says. It is propably just the stress of moving.
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