A sort of suffocated feeling. They say that moving is one of the most stressful things you can do. I haven't wanted to come and write down all my mixed feelings and apprehensions here. I am trying to be positive about finding a new home that we can afford. This is not easy in Jersey, where property is very expensive.
Our property market seems to be choked as well from what I understand, with people not being able to complete chains. Its all complicated for us, as to the reason we are selling our lovely little cottage. It just suits us fine, however there are hours of gardening work for my husband and myself to keep on top of.
We saw another cottage a couple of days ago, it didn't feel like it could be my home. I think I don't want another cottage with dormer roofs that mean a lack of storage in bedrooms. I want a house! One where you can put wardrobes in the bedrooms. There was zero storage in this lovely cottage we went to see. It was finished to designer standard, sitting in a courtyard with four other properties and realy well out of our desired price range.
So much is just up in the air, I may as well stop fretting and turn out my wardrobes.
I didn't realise I would find it difficult to throw away gardening scruffs, shoes I find uncomfortable and have hardly worn, and evening clothes I don't realy need as we don't seem to go to any posh things any more.
I have so much dressmaking fabric that I don't want to part with. It is all neatly stored under a king size double bed in the drawers, so at least I know that can fit into a new home. I like sewing, and once we are settled somewhere else will do some more. You can't exactly show someone round your house with the spare room looking like a bomb hit it, I am realy untidy when I am sewing.
I suppose that's part of the problem at the moment, I am a hobby sort of person which means mess. I can't make a mess while we are having the house viewed, so I have no little projects to keep me amused.
It has just been a month since we started this process. I just feel very sorry for people who have their house on the market for a year or more. Neither me or my husband are naturally tidy, however we are managing to make the place presentable. Washing paintwork is probably going to happen as time presses onwards.
Things will turn out fine. Just have to keep positive. We aren't homeless, hungry or cold so I should stop whinging and whining and just get on with turning out more stuff, and making sure I keep the windows clean where the dog sits with her nose on the glass. I am smoking too much as well.
The dog had to be taken to the vet last night as she had a nasty gash behind her right shoulder, It was clean and deep, and I wanted her at the vet asap so it could be stuck together. She got the shot of antibiotics and pain killer/anti inflammatory, and spent a sorrowful evening on the armchair wrapped up for comfort. She is none the worse for wear today. She has been worrying up around the greenhouse after a rabbit. My husband said he saw a rabbit run from that direction this morning, so I moved the wire for the dogfence so it runs this side of the greenhouse. She had to test the limits of course, even though she knows the warning, and sees the wire.
A lot of people who are 'animal rights' say this system is cruel, as the dog gets a nasty little nip of electric shock for getting too close to the perimeter. With our dog it's essential as we don't have any way of enclosing our garden. Besides if she is determined to she will go through the system.
Highly reccommend 'Dogfence' to anyone with a big garden and a dog that is likely to escape and get run over. It is the best peace of mind you can get, to know your dog can enjoy your garden, while keeping it inside safe bounderies.
Our property market seems to be choked as well from what I understand, with people not being able to complete chains. Its all complicated for us, as to the reason we are selling our lovely little cottage. It just suits us fine, however there are hours of gardening work for my husband and myself to keep on top of.
We saw another cottage a couple of days ago, it didn't feel like it could be my home. I think I don't want another cottage with dormer roofs that mean a lack of storage in bedrooms. I want a house! One where you can put wardrobes in the bedrooms. There was zero storage in this lovely cottage we went to see. It was finished to designer standard, sitting in a courtyard with four other properties and realy well out of our desired price range.
So much is just up in the air, I may as well stop fretting and turn out my wardrobes.
I didn't realise I would find it difficult to throw away gardening scruffs, shoes I find uncomfortable and have hardly worn, and evening clothes I don't realy need as we don't seem to go to any posh things any more.
I have so much dressmaking fabric that I don't want to part with. It is all neatly stored under a king size double bed in the drawers, so at least I know that can fit into a new home. I like sewing, and once we are settled somewhere else will do some more. You can't exactly show someone round your house with the spare room looking like a bomb hit it, I am realy untidy when I am sewing.
I suppose that's part of the problem at the moment, I am a hobby sort of person which means mess. I can't make a mess while we are having the house viewed, so I have no little projects to keep me amused.
It has just been a month since we started this process. I just feel very sorry for people who have their house on the market for a year or more. Neither me or my husband are naturally tidy, however we are managing to make the place presentable. Washing paintwork is probably going to happen as time presses onwards.
Things will turn out fine. Just have to keep positive. We aren't homeless, hungry or cold so I should stop whinging and whining and just get on with turning out more stuff, and making sure I keep the windows clean where the dog sits with her nose on the glass. I am smoking too much as well.
The dog had to be taken to the vet last night as she had a nasty gash behind her right shoulder, It was clean and deep, and I wanted her at the vet asap so it could be stuck together. She got the shot of antibiotics and pain killer/anti inflammatory, and spent a sorrowful evening on the armchair wrapped up for comfort. She is none the worse for wear today. She has been worrying up around the greenhouse after a rabbit. My husband said he saw a rabbit run from that direction this morning, so I moved the wire for the dogfence so it runs this side of the greenhouse. She had to test the limits of course, even though she knows the warning, and sees the wire.
A lot of people who are 'animal rights' say this system is cruel, as the dog gets a nasty little nip of electric shock for getting too close to the perimeter. With our dog it's essential as we don't have any way of enclosing our garden. Besides if she is determined to she will go through the system.
Highly reccommend 'Dogfence' to anyone with a big garden and a dog that is likely to escape and get run over. It is the best peace of mind you can get, to know your dog can enjoy your garden, while keeping it inside safe bounderies.
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