That’s it. Moving in day has happened and we’re spending our first night in the new house.
Its a bit weird like being in a holiday home or breaking into someone else’s house and thinking they might storm in and ask just what we think we’re doing here. But no, it’s ours and we’re in it and that’s that, there’s no going back. But it’s still weird.
After a few days the feeling of being on holiday is diminishing, and getting rid of the removal boxes adds to the feeling. We’ve tried a couple of local trips, one to the local pub for dinner, which was fantastic. Then we went for a walk on Sunday to explore the local farm shop, which again was a lovely place. On the way back however I spotted a public pathway and suggested following it to see if it lead back to the back of our estate. It didn’t! We went round in a big circle and ended up, eventually, coming out near the pub, which was then only a short walk. The trouble is we paid for my bravado, by being stiff as boards the next morning through too much walking. Still if we keep it up it’ll have a double benefit; get fit and lose weight. Yeah right, some hope. Lots of admin to do this week, doctors, dentists etc all the things we’ve taken for granted over the last few decades. As I said before it’s amazing how many people have your address and need to be informed of the change. I invested in the Royal Mail redirection service and so far it’s worked well, with several letters being diverted directly. Apparently they let correspondents know that new address as well. It may sound expensive at nearly £40 for six months, but well worth it I feel.
More progress reports to come.