Moving house has been described as one of life’s most stressful experiences. For us it’s been a long journey with its ‘ups’ and ‘downs’. Selling our house was the easy bit. Finding our next house has been a five-month marathon search during which we have viewed 40 properties. There have been moments of hope and moments of acute disappointment. But somehow we have held fast to the dream that out there, just over the next horizon, there was a house that we would fall in love with. And now, finally, we’ve found that special house and we’re happy and relieved; and also surprised because eventually it all happened so suddenly.
Normal life has been on hold for far too long – we never got a summer holiday. I can’t remember the last year when we didn’t get away for a proper break. Photography too has taken a back seat and it is weeks since I found the time (and energy) to visit and comment on your posts. There is still plenty to do. The house will have to be packed up; difficult decisions will have to be made on what to keep and what to jettison, but we are on the last lap.
Hopefully I can get back to my daily check through the Blogosphere. Thanks to all of you who have continued to view, like and comment on my rather erratic posting despite my failure to reciprocate. That means a lot – thank you all.