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Tuesday, May 17, 2016

Five weeks and counting

Tall Girl arrives downstairs looking dazed and confused. She is impatient to move and isn't liking the boredom of her current job which will end when we do move in 5 weeks. It's nearly time to go to work...

"I just read that they've discovered what came first out of the chicken and the egg!"
"Oh, which one is it then?" I enquire, wondering what she's been watching in bed for the last hour or more"
"Umm, I've forgotten now!"
"And I was on the edge of my seat"
She looks puzzled.

Time is moving a bit too slowly and although the house is sold (subject to contract), the removals are booked and the packing boxes delivered, it still seems too early to pack but too near to just carry on as normal. It's a sort of limbo, which we all keep talking about but which seems to be taking ages to end. And there's the thing; it will happen. Five weeks yesterday I will be living in a new house, yet and yet, it still doesn't seem real.

So to keep me occupied and in an attempt to feel I'm at least doing something toward the moving process, I've been decluttering and doing endless runs to the charity shops. It's amazing what you find! Though we've only been here five years theres a fair amount of junk that's mounted up. Some stuff I was keeping 'just in case' and now I am thankful that that time will not come now and that I am safe and secure.

A moment ago I found some old photos, lots of the children at various stages; that always makes me reminisce though I rarely look back these days, the future is too bright. But one photo caught my eye because of the date. It was dated 18th May 2007, thats 9 years ago tomorrow, and it was of me and my ex (who I was still married to) and Small Sprog (pulling a ridiculous face) and Tall Girl (looking beautiful and amazingly grown up for 12). It was the day I graduated. We were all smiling. And as I often muse, who would have thought I'd be here now married to another man and planning another life. Nine years isn't that long is it? Who knows what the next 9 will bring - it's kind of scary. I am grateful beyond belief that the children are still with me. They have changed, grown, dare I say matured(?!)but they are still my children and I love them so.

So here I am, looking at MY house and MY garden, for they're definitely mine and that was the plan, and I feel a slight tinge of sadness at leaving them behind. They were hard fought for and things have been very good here. I shall particularly miss the garden which was just a patch of mud 5 years ago. I have filled it with gifts and cuttings all given by friends and family. When I planted them I thought I would see them mature but I won't now. I talk to them when I'm gardening and they feel like friends, I think I shall miss them more than anything.

But onwards and upwards there is so much to look forward to and be grateful for, particularly the love of my children.

"Did you eat kale before you met me" I asked him during a meal the other day.
"No" he says eating another mouthful "I thought it was somewhere in Australia"!


Oxfordshire said...

Good luck with the move

Maggie May said...

It's really exciting, isn't it? Are we eventually going to roughly know where you are going?
Anyway, glad to see that you're going to be keeping your blog.
Hoping everything goes smoothly.
I hate to think how I would ever be able to move (what with all the clutter I've acquired over the years here!)
Maggie x

nick said...

Moving is a funny business, prompting all sorts of unexpected feelings. When we moved to our current house, for several months I felt I was in two places at once. I was settling into the new house but still looking back fondly at the old house, which I'd got very attached to over 9 years. And that must be especially the case for you, having turned the garden from a patch of mud to a proper garden.

Little Red Hen said...

Good luck on the move. Could you take cuttings of your plants and put them in your new garden?

Looking for Blue Sky said...

I was a very different person in 2007! Living in a different house too. Hopefully the next nine years will be wonderful, it sounds like they will. Enjoy the decluttering x

Liz Hinds said...

You mean kale isn't in Australia?

But what an exciting time for you all. Many changes but for good reasons. Have a wonderful new life in your new house, which will very son become a home.