Settling In - “A house is made of walls and beams; a home is built with love and dreams.”

Blog 4 : Sunday 12th February 2012 - Settling in (that will be a short but sweet blog as we have yet to do this lol).


I cannot tell you what happened between Monday and Sunday it is that simple. The mad rush to find the right places for the furniture, buying new furniture, building new furniture, going to the dump on trillions of occasions (recycling all boxes I'll have you know) trying with all our might to throw throw throw stuff away, bit of a harebrained scheme when you consider how often we move and how we'd got it down to the basics anyway. Putting up nets, curtains. Doing washing (hubbys needed work clothes urgently), food shopping, trying to rush local education authority for school places, finishing off paperwork, letting in the sky man (well at least we have a telly) and dealing with a crisis with my eldest son and much much more i'm sure but as I said it was all a bit of a haze.


What I do remember was our first lovely visitors the Gorgeous Debbie and her just as gorgeous hubby James and the boys. In fact it was a welcome change to just be able to sit down for the first time in a week and just be able to chat.   and we were given the most wonderful housewarming gift of a tourmaline tree may it bring us the sense of belonging we so desire. Thank you guys xxx

We have also filled our house with lots of hearts, and (don't tell the landlord) i've added a beautiful stencil in the kitchen of two coffee cups with hearts.

Now we mustn't forget that with each move come a new problem - we've had a fire already as little man aka demolition man can reach all the knobs on the cooker and can turn all of them on and after the first day we had a box on the hob and whilst I was upstairs unpacking with the boys I could smell burning, knowing I wasn't cooking I went down to explore to find the large box smoking gently away. I immediately threw it onto the floor fanned the cinders with a damp cloth and breathed a sign of relief that could have been close. Then the flames shot through the corner of the box that had been untouched. The cloth went on, the flames went down and the box was hurriedly thrown out the front door into the snow (first time i'd actually been grateful for the snow all move) and then I surveyed the damage hmmm not looking good it was hubbys shirts ok, that ones ruined, as is that one, ooops and that one ok, oh look we have a couple that had been on top of the box that are fine. Evey silver lining and all that. I could imagine the news headline "family move into new house and almost die on first day" yep, thats us!!

Bannister are shaking, can't lock, open the front door (nor could the locksmith) and the previous tenants didn't leave their keys, can't turn on beloved dishwasher, or gas fire for cosy nights by the telly, the bathroom door has fallen off its hinges.

Well whats the point of moving if its going to be easy?????

TTFN!!!!!