Well, here we are. Walberswick, I am in you. And so far, I am very pleased with you.
The removals van finally left at 6.30 on Wednesday and by 8 Herself and I were in the Anchor (the posh pub) having a very strange meal chosen by Herself and a massive quantity of wine. By 2am I was awake, yet again, and both still slightly drunk and hungover. Not ideal, but at least I didn't have to get up to go to work the next morning. (This has become a bit of a mantra over the last few stressful days.)
By Friday we'd got most things out of boxes and roughly in their right places, although it still looks slightly chaotic and we don't have enough wardrobe or kitchen storage. We even went to our new supermarket of choice, Morrisons, and managed not to row. We had the odd stressful moment, but R & H came for supper in the evening and we ate and drank in a relatively civilised fashion. I even made soup. And roasted a chicken, plus ca change.
Since then, it's been up a bit and down a bit. Up with a beautiful walk across the fields to the sea. Down with the usual internet and phone problems. Up with R finding that we did have oil and the boiler did work. Down with my back being rubbish and every movement being painful post packing and unpacking madness.
Herself is in the Big Bad City next week, so I will be unpacking slowly and exercising the back and going for walks and setting up my study and very possibly, sleeping through the night. You never know your luck.
Anyway, almost a year after the idea was first suggested, here we are. We have moved to the seaside and we love it.
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