Yes, another one. We decided to find a more permanent home than the one we were in. The house that we found took 8 months from viewing to completing the move. We saw it several times and made the decision that we had to have it. The house needs a lot of work, and I’m talking A LOT. The previous owners weren’t much of the gardening kind and the massive back garden and large front garden had to be tackled pretty much instantly (the day before the big move actually) else moving in day would have been even more difficult, as we dumped most of our belongings in the garden while we quickly cleaned each room well enough to start getting the furniture in. We moved in on Saturday 13th of August, and it was a nice sunny day. I was in a good mood, and so were all of our amazing family and friends who we had roped in to helping us. Me and a mate stayed at the new house and started scrubbing the kitchen while the boys tackled moving the household over from the old place to the new one.
Luckily we weren’t moving far at all. Only across the road to be precise. So, that was in our favour. We chose not to hire a large removal van, but instead relied on my dads’ pick work transit and a few friends cars. All of our items were over by 2pm and most of our house was scattered across the garden and inside the huge workshop situated to the side of the house.
That was all nearly 2 weeks ago now. Our internet was connected today and we have been non-stop every single day since the move (more posts on what we’ve been up to coming up soon) and we still haven’t unpacked much at all. The house very much feels like home though, and we have all settled in well. The kids have adjusted amazingly and the pets obviously felt just as ‘at home’ as we did from day 1.
So far we have painted 2 rooms in the house. The kitchen and the bathroom. 3 trees have been planted, 1 raised bed is in use and
my new oven is being delivered later on today edit: Knowhow smashed our new oven during delivery so we are still oven less. So yeah, I’m feeling pretty damn good right now, except for the oven part. That sucks. a lot.
It’s going to be a long journey getting the house perfect and the garden into the fully working urban mini-farm that we plan for it to be used as. But, already we can see a huge difference. It’s starting to look a lot cleaner and fresher than it did before, and the sun is shining through the windows as I type, making everything feel that little bit more perfect. This is home, and it’s where we want to stay forever.
Now… where’s my fork and spade?