I bet you have all been thinking “Ah, that Heather, I bet she’s so happy with her Owl photos that she’s just happy to let them be at the top of the blog for a week.” or that I have lost my internet connection.
I would forgive you for thinking that, as a week without a blog post is a Very Long Time.
Life has not been that slow. No indeed. A LOT has happened in the past fortnight and it’s only as the boxes are beginning to stack up in the living room that I’m beginning to get my head around it.
Boxes, you say? YES! Boxes.
Moving boxes, to be more specific. That’s right, we are moving. By the 7th of November we will be out of the flat, out of Leeds, out of West Yorkshire and out of the North of England.
It’s not under the happiest of circumstances, mind, but it’s not too bad and sometimes you really do need a bit of a firework underneath you to get moving. In our case it was A’s redundancy, which is very sad but something we had sort of seen coming. It doesn’t really make it any easier and it’s been a bit tough coming up with new plans to follow. We had planned to move further south next year, around May or June just as our tenancy on the flat expired. Now that this is happening NOW, it’s a bit hard to get used to.
Fortunately A has found a new job, in Surrey. Unfortunately, I don’t have a new job to go to and will therefore be leaving mine and be unemployed for a bit. It’s a shame, because apart from the whole “job = money” equation, I actually quite like my job and I’m going to be very very sad to leave it. I’m “only” agency staff, but I’ve been there since September 08 and it feels like a proper job to me.
Where was I? Ah yes, moving. This is the slightly tricky part – we don’t have anywhere in Surrey to move to. Eeek. It’s a bit far for A to commute from my parents house in Northants, but I don’t want to sleep on an airbed at his Dad’s in Southampton for a few months. So we will officially be living with my parents (and I will be there all the time), but A will be staying at his dad’s during the week. Not really what you want three months into married life but it’s better than being homeless by a longshot, and better than rushing to move into a flat in a place that you don’t know.
Most of our stuff will need to be stored. We have 7 HUGE packing boxes filled with books alone, eek. Wish me luck for the rest!
I’m sad to be leaving Leeds, but we have been feeling for a while that it’s not for us anymore. It’s too far away from family, for one thing. I’m just a bit goggle-eyed at having to sort this out so soon!
Right, back to the packing :-) xxxxxxxxx