It’s eight years since we last moved and, as I’m beginning to remember, house moves are a project of epic proportions. Our actual move date is tentatively set for 6th January, and (fingers crossed, touch wood, etc etc), we have agreed a sale on our own house, so hopefully this will proceed smoothly. Being married to an estate agent means I am very aware that some 30% of agreed sales fall through in the UK – so I am praying this one doesn’t.
Last week I had a local removal company round to give me a quote. ‘You have a lot of stuff’ he said, as we walked around the house and garden and I pointed out what was coming with us and what was staying. Which somewhat upset my minimalist pretensions.
Then he looked in the loft, and said softly ‘Bloody hell’, in tones of awe and wonder. Presumably at the amount of stuff. I couldn’t say for certain, as I’ve never been in the loft! Though I believe it is rather full.
This was shortly before he told me ‘my blokes aren’t allowed in lofts, love – ‘elf and safety, you know, so you’ll have to empty the loft yourselves’. Marvellous. (And it would go some way to explaining why, when we’ve bought properties in the past, we’ve often found all manner of interesting stuff in lofts).
The upshot of the removal quote was that it is going to cost an arm and a leg, and will be a three day job!!!! Starting on 2nd Jan with packing, some removals on the 3rd Jan and the final push on the 6th. And what’s more, Ashley informed me over the weekend, that he’s set the date for the opening of a new branch of his company on the SAME DAY AS OUR MOVE. As you can imagine, I was less than impressed.
It’s a good job I like a project, isn’t it? My house move notebook has a ‘to do’ list that is already pages long. I’m decluttering like a loony; bags are going to the charity shop on a daily basis; I’m selling all sorts of stuff on eBay, and trying to keep up with everything else at the same time.
Christmas is a mere inconvenience in the middle of it all, which I could well do without, to be honest. I did all my Christmas shopping on the internet a couple of weeks ago, and now just need to wrap it all up.
In between all this frantic activity, I’ve hardly had time to be excited about the new house – we actually sat down and looked at all the photos again yesterday, and it did remind me how much I’m looking forward to living there.
Right, I must be off – I’ve got a to do list as long as my arm ……