I am writing this on the eve of our most major house move. Surrounded by boxes and bubble wrap, I have managed to escape for a few minutes to write my first blog entry – how exciting!! I’m not sure quite why I feel so compelled to start a blog on today of all days but the fact that my life is about to change in a pretty momentous way could be something to do with it.
We are leaving our cosy cottage (with mains electricity), mod cons and our lovely neighbours to a rambling house in the middle of the forest (without mains electricity) – help!! My husband has spent the last 48 hours rationalising our worldy possessions. Anything with an appetite for lots of electricity has been sent to the tip. I have managed to hold onto my hairdryer but for how much longer is anyone’s guess.
I feel like turning all the lights on in the cottage, whacking the rayburn up and using every single applicance I have managed to convince hubby we still need albeit on a ‘restricted use basis’.
Anyway, what am I worried about? I am after all a country girl and we’ll have more space for the pigs, dogs and the veg not to mention some new additions – there has already been discussion about ferrets and guinea fowl (the peacocks have been vetoed). All wonderful, dreamy stuff but still scary from where I’m sitting! I shall be further away from my office and my friends and stuck with an increasingly broody husband in the middle of the forest – yikes!
Hubby has now returned with wine and crisp supplies to sustain me through the next round of cardboard box assembly – best dash and will write again soon from the new abode.
