We have started the horrible process of packing up our house ahead of our garden adventure. I love my garden very much. I just hope I feel the same way after living in it for 6-8 weeks while we have some building work on our house.
Hubby and I have been planning this for a long time. We dream of more indoor space, better storage and an upstairs bathroom. Unfortunately the only way to get that without moving is building work.
We have made the brave (or stupid) decision to live in a tent in our garden for the duration of the building works. We need to set up some sort of living space. I think we are considering two tents, a summer house and outdoor camp kitchen at the moment.
I am thinking that the long summer nights will be perfect for pottering round the garden, tending to the veg garden and enjoying the outdoors. Is this a rather romantic view of it?
So, we started the packing. We have lived here for nine years and in that time have filled the loft, every cupboard and every nook and cranny. Packing is not a job I look forward to or enjoy. Hubby is more keen, I think he sees it as an opportunity to throw out things he thinks is useless and I see as interesting.
There is actually two of my children hidden in these boxes. They developed a great technique for assembling boxes – one would wear the box on their head while the other taped it up!
Little lady was a bit sad to pack all the cuddly toys away.
Our house has been slowly filling with boxes ready to go into storage.
So far, we are one-third through the loft, kids’ rooms are packed up except for beds, books packed and under the stairs area sorted!
Still a long way to go….three weeks left until we move out.