Wednesday, January 7, 2015

the big lap: moving house

It's D Day. 

Today the packers arrived and all our belongings are being thrown (or gently placed, rather) into boxes. I spent the morning at the house while our big kids played at a friend's place. On last count my humble little kitchen was packed in to 12 or so big boxes. I couldn't believe it! 

Today I woke up strangely calm. I'm not sure there's a lot more we could have done to prepare for the move and it gave us a great excuse to throw away more stuff! 

Well, you may not have been the prettiest home. You weren't mould or dust free and you'll need a big renovation before another family can move in but then again, house, you were our home. Our children may not remember living there but their early years were spent digging in the dirt, jumping on the trampoline, cuddling the guinea pigs and chasing the chooks in the backyard. You were a place we felt comfortable and a place where we could be us. From this house we were a few minutes to half a dozen of Sydneys finest beaches, bushwalks &  cafes. 

If you had the time you could look beyond the peeling paint & find the character of our home with its decorative ceilings & Roman-arched bathroom. I'm so pleased we had five of the best years in that place. 

We're going to miss our neighbours and the other firm friends we've made. We've made lifelong friendships and some of these people plan to meet us on the road which is exciting!  

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