Hello there lovely Buttoneers! It has been just over a month since our big house move to a new town and new home that is our very own. Sometimes it feels like we are just staying in a holiday home and it hasn’t sunken in that we actually live here. It’s strange. I have never lived in a town I didn’t know before, even though this town isn’t a million miles away from the town we lived in and I grew up in.
It all feels so new with lots of scope for adventure with new places to explore, new areas to discover, little treasures and pockets of magic around each corner – maybe that’s why it feels like a holiday!?
Other times it feels like I have settled here so easily, especially compared to our first bought house in our old town because of the problems we had there. We have settled into lovely new traditions like steak night at our local pub and market day for our fresh fruit and vegetables – I was ridiculously excited to go and register at the local library the other day – my 12 year old self that carried arms of books out of the library each visit would have been so proud! It feels a lot like home and I couldn’t ask for much more than that to be honest.
It feels wonderful to walk outside and explore at the same time as feeling safe and happy in our own home. It feels like we can grow roots here, branch out and blossom – It feels a lot like home.
Our move process has it’s up and downs and a whole roller coaster of emotions on a daily basis from trying to pin down the owner of this house for enquiries to settling on a move date further down the chain where the people were emigrating to a different country and needed extra time etc, etc. It was exciting and stressful in equal measures – we shirked the responsibility of packing up the house more times than was probably sensible but we made sure we laughed and adventured and napped alongside the worry and panic and overwhelm to equal it all out – especially in my ‘must have EVERRRRRYTHING organised’ brain. But eventually we made it.
We packed up two lorries worth of our stuff (we own too much stuff!) and didn’t look back once!
(Actually the relief of moving forward from all that had happened to us made me have a bit of a snotty sob/happy cry in the car as we left town – I am a real sensitive soul but pulled it together with the thought of lunch on the horizon!)
There was a bit of a last minute panic when the removal company arrived at about half 7am and we hadn’t finished/started packing up the kitchen because we needed at least few hours’ sleep the night before (maybe we shouldn’t have napped or adventured so much after all) and my parents definitely sensed the panic in my quivering voice when they rang to see how it was going. Mum and Dad were bloody angels! Not only did they come in separate cars to take some of our stuff to their house that wouldn’t go on the lorries, but they stayed and worked as an amazing packing duo wrapping our china, taping and labelling boxes and generally shouting encouragement to get us out the door on time – We cannot thank them enough as well as my sisters texts laughing at me and my panic which totally made me step back, breathe and relax throughout the morning.
So, now that the dust has settled and I can step back and see the wood for the trees a bit – or in our case the walls from the boxes a bit – I thought it would be great to share my top tips for a smooth move process.
I wanted to gather my own experiences of moving and put them into a bit of a list of do’ and don’ts (any excuse to make a list right!?) As much as I now say I will never move again – who knows, this may be a good reminder for any future moves too!
So without further ado, here are my Top Ten Tips for…Moving House… View Post