So after endless days (it seems, we've only been here 3 weeks so it can't be that long) of sunshine and wonderful sunsets, we have had on and off rain for a few days now, as well as gale force winds to boot which is never great when you have a leaky workshop roof and a stressed out husband. Heavy rain also brings a have a smell of drains in our en-suite - something that obviously makes me concerned when we know the septic tank isn't doing the job it should be, small concerns (not!).
It has been another week of keeping our fingers crossed that we will manage to exchange on The Willows, and get to a point where we could exchange on the Barn (ie we have all the paperwork in order). As it was after a week of "will we, wont we" on The Willows we finally reached a point on Friday afternoon where it appeared everyone was lined up, only to find one of the solicitors had knocked off early and so we had to wait. I give up! On our purchase we are now waiting on the final legal document (a PCC rather than a warranty - at this stage we'd take pretty much anything) and then our solicitor can finalise her report and we should be good to go there as well. After all this time it will be such an anticlimax I think to finally be done, although I've already decided I may celebrate with bubbles - I think we will deserve it.
As has been the case all along, to counter the rubbish stuff that's been going on, there's the good stuff. We walked with Mum and Dad after work / school on Friday, saw Amanda and Alex for a late lunch after a mooch around town on Saturday and today John popped round for a cup of tea and slice of cake (my cake consumption has gone through the roof lately!).
Today was also the day I said a last goodbye to The Willows. Glenn and I had agreed that I would do the final clean given he had done a couple of runs back and forth. It also meant I could see Zsara for a cup of tea (no cake this time). The clean took longer than I thought it would (I resorted to hoovering out the freezer) and by the time I was finished I realised I have already made the emotional shift to our new house. The old house doesn't feel like ours any more - although it did make me sad that the apple tree I finally got round to planting 6 years after moving in is now flowering - I was tempted to dig it up and bring it with me but I didn't - it probably wouldn't survive in the soil around here - I think this is turnip not apple country. Who knows though - we will see what happens when we start planting - there's certainly enough rain at the moment. Cue red dog paws and major slip hazards on the clay soil!
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