Reflections on relocation

We’re moving in a week, which is about 8 years to the day that I moved in.  During that time, I met, courted and married Jet, Elizabeth was born (in the house), I have changed jobs twice, decorated it fully at least once. It is quite a wrench moving areas, much more than I ever thought it would be.  At the end of the day, a house is no more than a pile of bricks, but a home is much more.  The tough things are leaving friends and neighbours behind, and most difficult is Elizabeth leaving the most amazing nursery.

On a positive side, we are not moving a million miles away – Oxfordshire is nearly two hours from here, so we will maintain contact with all of our friends and make more; and we have found a wonderful Child Minder who Elizabeth really likes.  The four hours I spend in the car every day, will be reduced to ten-minutes – I wonder what I will do with an extra four hours a day?!

I am really looking forward to not being tired every second of the day, to see more of Jet and Beth and enjoying the new house.

What would you do with an extra four hours a day?

3 thoughts on “Reflections on relocation

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  2. Thank you Kate! Looking forward to it greatly. Jet has a lovely new school, Beth new lovely Child Minder – all good!

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