Greetings from the South West!

Long time no hear but there’s a good reason for that. We’ve moved…again! It’s been a disruptive few years but we’re staying put for a long while this time. It’s said moving is one of the most stressful experiences. This time I was so stressed mainly owing to non-information and not knowing whether we were going to have to deal with the uncertainty of being homeless for a few weeks (therefore relying on the kindness of family and friends), I developed a rash ‘often caused by stress’. A joyless diagnosis when all one wants to do is scratch off at least several layers of skin. Yes, this move was difficult but the so was the last one. The real cause, I believe, was not the stress of a single move but all the stress we’ve had for the last four years. I’d love to tell everyone that life has settled down and we’re now completely stress-free. Not the case, but things ‘are’ better. Much better. And on our journey the evening we travelled to stay with friends for a single night we watched a marvellous sunset.

We’re slowly settling in and decorating as we furnish the rooms. I’ll be happy to finally have wardrobes but having had one delivery already, I know that will include a significant amount of cardboard. This was just a fraction of our cardboard mountain to date. Not that much of it will be wasted. We’ve recycled most and some will go on the garden as it’s currently resembling more of a bog. On our first ‘expedition’ to a corner, I lost a shoe. We’ll need the cardboard just to walk on the soil and it can also be used as weed matting. It’s the smallest garden we’ve ever owned and I have plans to make it beautiful…eventually. Moving takes time even when you’re finally where you want to be.

On a better note, the first room we completed is my study. All the books are unpacked and shelved. From today I’m trying to return to something of a routine. I have two books to urgently finish and more edits likely landing in my inbox come May, so now I’ve warmed up my fingers on the keyboard rather than a paintbrush I’d better get to work.