It's all Greek to me

With the house nearly completed and a wow moment every time I see it I can't help feeling it's still not mine. So although it's not been painted lime green and the Aluminium is Slate grey not white with Blue window surrounds it's still our Greek dream. With a week behind me of selecting final bits and pieces it's still very much a Culture change and the Greek/English dictionary has thrown some curve balls at me.

Who'd have thought I'd need to buy a Vacuum Cleaner for my Kitchen and a Hearth and what do I want Batteries for in the bathroom. Well that's what they call a Cookerhood (Extractor Fan), hob and taps. My Ladder is my outside staircase up to the roof and my Cimento is my garden wall.

My sockets and light switches are at wall height, great if you can't bend down and make sure your light fitments take screw in bulbs not bayonet. I have to re think the window ledges no longer on the inside and so no use for objects and clutter but will be great for sleeping cats looking for a warm ledge to bask in the sun. Forget Net curtains with a sandwich of glass, mosquito nets and shutters almost no need for curtains.

I remembered to make room for storing my rugs in the summer and have given in on the idea of fancy wall lights as I don't like dusting. I will need help getting my rug down to the petrol station at the bottom of the hill for the deep clean in the car wash. Forgot that Bathrooms don't need full illumination apparently and a mirror light is sufficient.

My dearest friend George is sorting the Family sized outdoor Barbecue for Goat and Lamb cooking as my small oven won't be big enough to cater for the gatherings and he will organise the Blessing with the Priest when all is ready. Looking forward to more confusion but it's all worth it.