We're moving house - and I can't help feeling a bit sad
I confess I have mixed feelings. I know that, in the big scheme of things, it’s really not a big deal.
I know that people move house every day, but it doesn’t mean that I can’t feel sentimental about it.
Advertisement
Hide AdAdvertisement
Hide AdIn a strange way I feel like I’m abandoning my home, which I know is absolutely ridiculous.
But the truth is I feel kind of sad. We’ve made a lot of memories in this little house in Portsmouth.
It was the first house Matt and I bought together, the house we got engaged in, the house where I was when I found out my sister’s children were born and the house we got married in.
We’ve had a wonderful time there. I know we’ll make new memories in the next house, but I can’t help feeling it’s the end of an era.
Is that weird? Am I just far too sentimental?
Essentially a house is just bricks and mortar, right?
Advertisement
Hide AdAdvertisement
Hide AdI guess it feels a little more strange for us to be leaving behind our house because we haven’t actually found a new home to move into yet (I’m trying not to freak out about that).
Luckily we’re moving into my darling Auntie Sandy’s until we find a place.
To offer to put up with me and the hubby with absolutely no end date to when we’ll be moving out is not something to be taken lightly and I couldn’t be more grateful.
I honestly don’t know what we’d have done without her.
I may have had to have come knocking on your door, guys!
I should also say a huge thank you to our family taxi driver, Phil, who has become a good friend.
Advertisement
Hide AdAdvertisement
Hide AdHe’s cleared out his garage so we can store things in there whilst we’re looking for our new home. It just goes to show that people can be counted on and I feel enormously lucky to have both these people in my life.