We’re selling our house

I mean, we sold it and then our buyers fell through (cause buying and selling houses is shit isn’t it?) but in any case, we’re moving. Moving up in the world, moving out, whilst the process is anything but moving.

We bought this house in 2016. Pre kids. We didn’t use one bedroom, I think it was an office, back when you didn’t really need an office at home, the decadence!

Then we had Lili and we filled our house with plastic crap. Walls were drawn on, meals were trampled into rugs. Then in 2020 we had a covid wedding and we ended up having the reception in the back garden. Then baby Emi came along and suddenly our dining room is our office and our kitchen and our playroom and our dining room. And it’s pure, fucking chaos.

Maybe I’m a little tired, but it’s why I’ve gone quiet this past few weeks. I’m attached to this house; and the life it’s brought us.
Anyway, when the light hits the back garden I get all wistful and poetic.

Happy near mid-week..