Happy little house

On Friday/Saturday I moved into my new house – for my first ever time living completely by myself (no parent/siblings/housemate)

I cannot believe how smoothly everything went! Considering how anti-moving I was about 2 months ago, by the time Thursday night came around I was buzzing with excitement and could not wait to go and pick up my keys the next day. I guess I just need time on my own to process things and figure it out. I’m a planner and a thinker.

Over the last few weeks I’ve been so busy packing and sorting things that I haven’t really had time to sit down and chill out – that’s what I had planned for this week. Moving time coincided with an incredibly busy time at work, with deadlines for 5 fostering assessments, so I’ve really been pushing it there as well as at home. I am thankful for a place to rest and relax šŸ™‚

Pictures of moving day/my new home will follow – when I can find my cable and also the oomph to upload and sort through them – along with a post about how thankful I am for the people who helped me. A team of 15 people overall – amazing! I am totally blessed.

For now though, I am going to make a hot water bottle and snuggle up to catch up with some TV on iplayer – I haven’t yet figured out the central heating (I think the radiators need bleeding?!) and one of the delightful perks of living in a very old house is that it is full of draughty little nooks and crannies! Blankets and hot water bottles – the way to go šŸ™‚

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Here we go again

I am one day away from my house move!! Picking up keys to my lovely little cottage tomorrow at 930 and am quite unbelievably and undeniably excited. Packing has gone very smoothly and yesterday I even managed to get my wardrobe and bed dismantled, thanks to sweet Debs and Aaron.

Van is coming at 830 on Saturday morning (thanks Simon!) and then small group friends and some people from church will be helping me load furniture and move it over to the new house. Times like these I am even more thankful for my church family!

Tonight I have a night off from packing as it’s Kate and Faith’s birthdays and we’re celebrating with a BBQ…the first of the year.

So many exciting things are happening, I am one blessed girl
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Springtime perhaps

Today it seems that spring might have sprung! At lomg last we have temperatures in double digits, blue skies and no rain! I just took a random walk along the river by my house and I even had to take off my cardi (scandalous) because it was so perfectly warm. Even the breeze was warm.

It was too nice to spend time trying to get a good photo, so no evidence apart from the fact that I feel totally blissed out and joyful! Crazy what a bit of sun can do for a girl šŸ™‚

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Home is where…?

Over the past few months, I’ve been thinking a lot about “home” and what it means. I have lived in twelve houses so far in my life. That’s an average of 2 years in each house (although some were longer than others) which feels absolutely crazy when I say it. For me, each of those houses was home, in its own way – because I was with my family, or because I made it home.

I really value having a space to call ‘home’, that’s mine. In each of the places I’ve lived, someone else has made the decision for us to leave. Either a contract ended, or a landlord decided to sell the house we were living in, or someone else’s situation has changed which has impacted me.

But, in the last couple of months since I have been looking for a new place to live, I’ve come to realise that home isn’t the place where you eat or sleep or shower, or the place where your stuff and clothes are stored. For me, home is where you feel loved.

Which means, I have a lot of homes.

I am incredibly blessed to have been made to feel part of a lot of amazing families. For example, my great friends David and Rachel – who I met when I was 15. In the 8 years we’ve known each other they have loved me and supported me as a big brother & sister would, and I’ve been able to spend vacations joining in life with their crazy fun family.

Or, my discipler Philippa and her family (another 4 crazy kids!) who over the past two years have welcomed me into their home for meals and evenings chatting over a cup of tea, birthday parties and celebrations. I love going over for dinner after work, and getting to spend an evening playing with the kids andĀ chatting with Philippa about life.Ā A special joy is putting their 3 year old to bed each time, reading her a story and praying with her.

There’s my small group too – an incredible bunch ofĀ people who were thrown together by some ‘luck’ of the draw, butĀ over the years we have become a close-knit group of friends who are able to share in the good and badĀ of life. We have such fun ; meeting up twice a week (and often at weekends too), going away on holiday, celebrating birthdays and special occasions.

For someone like me, who doesn’t have a huge extended family, having so many people in my life is a great blessing. One I should thank God for more regularly. It doesn’t matter where I live, whether I live alone or with someone, because my God cares about me so much that he has connected me into so many places where I feel safe and comfortableĀ – where I feel like I’mĀ home.

And, on top of that, he has blessed me with a new house that exactly fits my “ideal” – the list of things I said to my mum about what I was looking for, which is just yet another sign of how much my God cares about me.

Super blessed.

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It’s official!

Today I got confirmation that I am officially moving to house #13, a sweet little terraced cottage I have found. It’s in a lovely area and just seems perfect, Ā I even have a little garden space! I’m a little perturbed by the cellar but I’m sure I will get used to it. I’m fairly excited…let the packing begin!

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