A new home/start

I’ve found a new home for me and Barry. I’m so, so, so relieved and so, so, so excited about our new home. It’s bigger and better than my current place, so maybe things do happen for a reason.

And it’ll give me a whole new blank canvas for home decor/DIY projects! I hope we’ll be as happy there as we have been here.

On the move

I found out yesterday that I have to leave my flat. I’ve lived here for two and a half years and have loved it for every minute of that. When the house I live in was sold six months ago, I was a bit nervous that something like this would happen, but for each month that passed I stopped worrying. So this came as quite a shock. I wouldn’t move out if it was my choice.

But I’m trying to think of the positives. I’ve had a good innings here, but I have started getting a bit frustrated with the size of it. It’s VERY small. Everyone who has ever come to visit has told me that it’s really cosy, and I’ve tried to make it so, but it is small.

To make my point, I have had to put seven shelves up in the kitchen to house the stuff that won’t fit in my two single cupboards. Seven shelves. And two cupboards. Not even double-doored cupboards. One houses all my crockery and one houses all my dry goods. Oh, and right next to the TV is the front door. You see? Tiny.

So I’m trying to think of the possibilities that this can present, instead of focusing on the negativity. Because there’s nothing I can do about this – I have to move. So I might as well try and think of the positive aspects of this, such as more kitchen space (hopefully), a carpet that doesn’t hold on to every single hair that Barry moults, and maybe, just maybe, even a separate bedroom.

Here’s hoping x