It’s happening. We’re all action here. A week ago we got the call we’d been waiting for… we got the house we wanted!!! We’re actually moving.
It’s exciting and scary and a little overwhelming. Part of me is so pleased we’re going to have a nice new BIG house to raise our daughter. Living so close to my extended family will make life a hundred times easier. And we’ll have a garden and a dining room and so much space I won’t know what to do with it all!
But oh my gosh moving again!!! We’ve moved with our cats three times and with our dogs once, but adding a toddler into the mix is just crazy! Getting anything done is an exercise in negotiation and stealing time whenever I can. My life currently solely involves either playing with Nookie, packing, making phone calls or driving stuff to the new house.
We only have two weeks within which to move; ten days left. And the house is a hive of activity. My mum, step-dad, brother and sister-in-law have been amazing and have stripped wallpaper for us, put new wallpaper up and done loads of painting. We’ve already had carpets laid throughout the house (I’m still questioning the wisdom of carpets with pets – been there, done that… It’s a nightmare! But it’s all we could afford). Tomorrow the broadband is being installed. And the move has been arranged for Wednesday the 20th, which is also my birthday so I’m postponing that for a few days!
And of course our bungalow is chaos. Boxes everywhere, things dismantled… It’s a pretty stressful place to be at the moment. We’re doing our best to keep things as routine and ordinary for Nookie as possible but it’s getting harder the more I pack and take to the new house. Still, it’ll all be over in a week and then the truly hard bit will start… Unpacking! I don’t actually mind packing and moving all that much. There’s something cathartic about starting fresh and having a good clear-out and reorganise. I’ve moved house six times in the last nine years so I’m a bit of a pro at it! But unpacking is the bit I hate!! It goes on forever. Trying to find space for things and the never-ending work of putting up shelves, arranging furniture, etc.
I’m coping by reading… Losing myself in stories. In the last week or so I’ve read two and a half books. It normally takes me months to read so many. Every time Nookie wants to nurse, falls to sleep on me, I’m cooking, etc, I jump back into my book and forget about everything else. It’s nice to think about something other than moving for a short time.
And money is a worry. I’m so very grateful we’ve been living so frugally for a year and had some money available. I’ve had to use my credit card but it’s a manageable amount and shouldn’t take too long to pay off. We shopped around for our carpets and got a great deal, got some fantastic bargains on eBay and even the moving costs are less than I’d hoped after a surprise offer this morning quoting me £45 less than the cheapest quote I’d had and £100 less than the dearest! We’ve still spent a lot of money but it’s not going to cripple us as I’d feared. We’ll just have to be very careful for a couple of years to recover. But I think it’s worth it.
I wish I had pictures of the new place but we keep forgetting to take any. I must remedy that!
So here’s to more space, more of family and a better quality of life! Yippee!!!