First post, wireless at that!

Every move has uncertaintly. This one had a high risk ratio as we were moving into a village, without knowing much about it. We were also moving to a house which hubby had doubts about and I really liked from a size point of view. To throw some further "entanglement" into the equasion moving with two kids is never easy, either pre or post move. Whenever the kids dont understand anything I just mention Schrodingers cat to myself, chuckle, then get back to reality. Moving is something akin to this.

Move went well, mainly thanks to team of expert movers. I will put their details as a link. They were fabulous, very easy going, removed doors, pivoted furniture like they do it in their sleep. It took me two weeks of packing boxes from 7pm to 10pm at night and then the whole of the day before the move from 7am to midnight to pack boxes. I stopped counting at box number 152 as all I was writing was "stuff from garage /eaves / which we have not used in 10 years. I reckon about 175 boxes in total. Movers cleared the house of boxes and furniture within 3 hours. Thats stopping for two tea breaks as well.

I went out with the kids and had a good day out. Went back to the house for 2:30 to meet Alex who is an oven cleaning guru. He transformed carbon covered grime into sparkling fresh new like oven. Had to keep the kids upstairs for fear of them getting near the chemicals. My fav bit of the move came next. Once I had read enough books to them, sung all the songs we knew, I took out some chocolate and we ate in on the floor of our former bedroom. Boy counted out the pieces so we all had equal amounts and Madam did her best to squeeze as much chocolate into her mouth as possible in one go.

The new house is great. I wonder when it will morph from "new house" to home?!!!

Its wierd going back to the old house as I dont miss it. Whenever I turn the corner into our new road I feel insanely happy. Everyone is so friendly. i had not even turned the engine off earlier when Shirley from accross the road came to introduce herself. It would seem that the average age is 60plus. They all like their alcohol though. Mentioned to Shirley about my Mount Gay Rum adventures and she muttered approvingly.

I love our ensuite. The shower cabin reminds me of Morks egg cabin and our bedroom itself is large. I wont mention the boxotpia which resides around the house. am not rushing unpacking the boxes as we need to move some furniture around.

Kids love the house, the boy shut Madam in the airing cupboard telling her, "you have been naughty, in you go". All I heard was the sound of muffled sobbing "Me not been naughty". Kids keep using the upstairs landing as a mini athletics track, holding races.

I have managed to unpack most of the kitchen and the kids room. Clothes in the kids room were unpacked amid a game of hide in the built in cupboard and shout "its spooky". I gave up after about 20 mins as I had pins and needles.

There are some nice items to go on the snagging list, one being that their is no stopper to the top drawer of the dishwasher, so, when you pull it out, it falls off.

I think thats it. We are very happy, but extremely tired.