The money went through and the keys were ready for us to collect and claim ownership of our brand new house but snow and ice meant we were housebound and couldn't make the journey.
Its lovely getting phone calls saying congratulations on becomming the owner of a lovely new house but its frustrating at not being able to go and see it and start unloading the many boxes that are packed and ready to take there.
Our lives are in boxes now and although I have thrown away so much junk I still think we have too much that is rubbish and I suspect like Sylvia said the other day that you throw things away as you pack and then you throw away more as you unpack. We are now at the stage of having odd things that you just put in any old box as you don't know which box or category it belongs to.
I suppose thats what I have been doing lately, categorising or cataloguing our lives. Does this item belong to the kitchen box and if so is it kitchen with plastics or kitchen fragile? Does this item belong to bureau or computer or bed 3 and if so where in bed three will all this go? Richard seems to have more stuff to packwith still a full up fitted wardrobe and things under his bed except now we have run out of boxes.
The snow has been quite heavy and frozen making the roads too treacherous to drive and yet more snow is predicted tonight so I am wondering if we will get to the house tomorrow or have to put it off yet another day.
I have to be philosophical about it a few days is going to be nothing compared to a lifetime or at least years of living there. This life here with all its familiarity and comfort will go and hopefully a new life of new comforts and excitement will start and be a good one. I want to make this new house a happy home that welcomes all. I don't want it to be a quiet house but instead I would love people popping in and out and so we are going to have to work hard at making new friends and becomming sociable people that you visit. I wonder what our new neighbours will be like?
Tomorrow we have the neighbours coming round and Chris and Fiona and Phil and Angela and Lorraine and possibly Jayne were all supposed to come round but if this snow is still bad it might not be so many, which won't be a bad thing as still have lots to do.
Terry Wogan finished his show today and I felt sad and tearful listening to him saying goodbye. He was a brilliant radio presenter, always cheerful and funny, self deprecating and fairly humble. You did feel like he was with you and spoke directly to you and I will miss not being able to switch him on like I did when driving or when my regular Today programme got too heavy. Good old Tel.
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