Ok, so now the reality is hitting home, sorry did I say home, I should say the moving of one's home!
I wrote at Christmas of the yo-yoing of our chain with buyers being secured and then dropping out, although we kept our original buyers thankfully! Anyway, it's all happening and the move day is rapidly approaching and now I'm scared!
Ok, so the removals are booked, but am I doing the right thing in packing mostly myself? Am I mad? I have conceded to them doing kitchen and breakables but foolishly me thinks I reckon I can cope! It's actually Dan who has the really tough job of the garden and loft to look forward to…
The whole address change thing is a pain too isn't it? Shall I just do the essentials and redirect the post for a while? But being the Mrs Impatient that I am means I keep ringing companies and being told I'm ahead of myself and have to wait till nearer the time. Don't they understand I have to seize teeny moments and try and tick things of the ever expanding list?
Oh and have I told you the plan? We'll move in, await planning permission then move out into a rented house! No doubt there'll be a lot of screaming, shouting and crying while the huge works take place, and then we'll have to MOVE BACK IN!
Ok, so shall we start the bets now as to how long it will all take and how many sense of humour failures I have?!
Seriously though tips, tips and more tips is greatly needed, especially with this packing up process! All advice gratefully received no matter how small.
Jill Franks just keeps calling me mad and I know Anne Dawson is living through chaos at the moment, so come on help me please!