In the weeks and years to come there’s no doubt that we will find a million and one beautiful places out and about in our new part of the world for our Me and Mine photos, but for this month there’s only one place that we could take them; home.
Yes, really honestly truly, we are home, in a house of our very own. Well ours and the mortgage company’s.
This month has been dominated by the big move. We got the keys to the house at the very start of the month and then I dithered around my office finishing off everything that really had to be done, before scampering off early, keys clutched in my hand, trying very hard not to skip all the way to the train station, and that first evening we pottered around, trying to decide what we were going to try to do before the furniture arrived, and then giving up and just celebrating, popping the champagne to share with my aunt and uncle, and smiling so hard I thought my cheeks would hurt.
John spent the next 10 days filing, sanding, washing walls, undercoating, painting, stripping away lining paper, sticking bits of paper back on and generally acting like a decorating whirlwind, with help from family and friends, while I went to work from one station and came home to another. I’ve bought precisely two houses now and both times the sale has completed while the head of my team at work is on holiday, which means that I can’t go on holiday until he’s back. I’d claim it’s a theme but it’s twice in thirteen years.
And then the furniture arrived, and we moved in for real.
I’ve been on holiday for the last week, and it’s mostly been spent unpacking boxes while listening to the children playing in the garden. The bank holiday was just beautiful, and we’ve enjoyed every minute of our outdoor living, even on the days when it’s been too hot to eat anything but salad and sandwiches, and I start to glower at the Aga, and our boiler, whose dubious antiquity means that we can have hot water only if we accept that the central heating will also be on at the same time, and there’s no thermostat.
It’s been a month of upheaval and a month of settling down into some sort of a rhythm as we run up to the start of school next week, and there have been days that felt like magic and days that have been really hard work with boxes seeming never ending and the children unravelling all with uncertainty at each other, but it all evens out, and the moments that I treasure will always outweigh the ones where I just want to go and sit under my duvet and hide.
We had a wonderful day for Pip’s birthday; he was spoiled to bits by all who love him in the nicest possible way, and everyone has enjoyed playing with his new toys, particularly the little tractor, the big tractor and the farm.
John has loved
- getting the painting finished before the furniture arrived.
- going to the gym
- playing golf
- Game of Thrones (though not that we have to wait to 2019 for the next series)
Kitty has loved
- having her bed back; even if we can’t find the bolts to make it.
- play dates with one of her closest class friends.
- her Mummy-Kitty date to the Festival of Quilts
- the slide in the new garden.
Elma has loved:
- listening to the Magical Faraway Tree on audiobook
- still sleeping in a sleeping bag
- going to the flower shop and choosing three enormous sunflowers for her room, even though we’ve kept them on the dinner table because we all love them so much.
- that her class friend (little sister to Kitty’s friend) also came to play. They’ll be the middle girls this year, no longer the littlest, and no longer with their big sisters so it will be fun to see them start to take the lead.
Pip has loved:
- his tractor.
- his other tractor.
- running around the new garden at high speed.
- being reunited with his wooden train set.
I have loved:
- being reunited with electric light
- having a good sort out as I unpack my craft room
- having a craft room
- a week and a bit’s holiday to unwind and unpack.
It’s been a memorable month, a definite milestone in the adventure of our family, and we can only watch and wait to see where the rollercoaster takes us next!
My family, in August.