Tomorrow. It’s Settlement Day on our new house. To say that we’re excited is the understatement of the century. This day has been a long time coming, it seems – although the past six weeks have sped by – and we are ready, so ready, to move into our new home.
Are we sad to be leaving this house? A little. Not really. I think we’ve mentally been out for a while now – we lost our passion for making changes a few months back – and neither of us are the sort to be too emotionally attached to brick and mortar.
However, in the spirit of RToT, here are the things I will miss about this house:
~ this was the first home we owned, and the three-and-a-half years we’ve lived here has been the longest we’ve lived anywhere together
~ this is where we brought our boys home to (and where one – Pickle – was conceived)
~ our beautiful, beautiful ceilings. I will miss laying in bed or on the lounge floor with such an amazing “view”
There are also, however, things I won’t miss:
~ the huge gaps under some of the doors, the warped doors, the wonky walls
~ the way the southerly rain leaks through our bedroom windows
~ the duck shelf in the toilet 😉
~ the ice-box that is our laundry during the winter
~ having to go through the aforementioned ice-box to get to the toilet
~ the neighbourhood cats who seem to think our vegetable and herb gardens are their personal toilets (grrrrrrrrrrr!)
~ the green kitchen with its terribly-fitted, impossible-to-reach-into pantry
We have had some wonderfully awesome-fun times in this house, and it will always be remembered fondly, but it’s time to move on to somewhere bigger and better, time to let another family create wonderful awesome-fun memories here.
(I can’t promise there won’t be tears when I close the front door for the last time though!)