It's weird to shift house, but not shift home.
Is it home here? or there.
And if you go back there, it's a Mess
and makes you want to never go back.
In fact its impossible at this point to imagine it ever feeling like home again,
and it's a drag to think we have to pack up here
and unpack all that stuff again, ugh.
In the meantime, we love our wee temporary cottage
and being together here. The big kids pop in a bit too
and sometimes Chrissy stays the night. That's lovely.
I'm trying to stuff my brain with facts for my three hour exam
next friday. I feel like I'm permanently perched on my bed
writing, reading, researching.
It makes it harder to think about our other house
and deal with things that need to be one there
while I am fully trying to focus on the study.
In the meantime we are listening to lots of good music,
enjoying the sunshine and the change of scenery.
Reminding ourselves of what is actually important
and trying to look after each other as best we can.
Weirdly Reuben seems the least bothered by all the upheaval, go figure!!
Annie cries most days and wants her real home back.
I took her yesterday and showed her how her bedroom had no ceiling
I think that put her off a bit!!
In the meantime, discombobulated or not,
we are hanging in there!!