Things are racing ahead now, just like the year is. How have we reached May so quickly? It doesn’t seem that long ago we were just embarking on this hair brained scheme. But it can’t have been that hair brained. I’m sitting here in a house, overlooking an amazing view. Ok, so the plumber is still plumbing and the electrician still has things to do, but there is a lot more elbow room in here during the day to get things done.
It has been over 100 days since we first moved into the caravan and we have seen the best and worst of things. The wonderful full heat of summer and a terrible, terrible storm. We have bonded as a family and no one was killed. I’m not sure many would want to be stuck in a small place with teenage boys. The smell of socks alone is a challenge.
Moving into the house in a proper fashion, through the front door (that needs to be repaired after the storm blew it off the hinges), opening the fridge and deciding what is for dinner, popping on a load of washing and then going to bed in a proper bed – with a mattress (we gave away our old one, as I know ourselves too well – if we moved it in, it would be a long time before we see a shiny new one!) is so close, so very close. And what follows that is I can start on the garden. After a good night sleep and a hot shower, this is the next important thing for me. I can hardly wait!
But while we wait, you can check out the terrifyingly exciting journey that is moving a house.
Come again soon – it is almost garden time!
Sarah the Gardener : o)