It has been long time since I had a room all to myself that was just for sleeping in. I had a room in Scotland but it was also an office, sometimes a music room complete with piano and drum-kit plus a sewing machine.
I got the keys to my Tavistock cottage on Monday then had a dreadful, dark drive back to the caravan in the rain so I decided to throw some things in the car the next morning and just move straight in. It is fantastic just to have a 10-15 minute commute to work. There is a park just across my road full of squirrels that Nessie loves.
Moving in immediately was not without some drama. The gas meter was full of water, I ran out of metered electricity and there was quite a lot of an ex tenant’s stuff under the stairs and in the shed. I love the cottage, even though it needs some titivating. I collected a few boxes of things from the storage barn but cannot work out where to put anything in my doll’s-house sized kitchen cupboards. I need to move everything that could might get nibbled as there were definite signs of mouse activity.
It is a good job I am getting busy with pre-Christmas customer quilts at work, otherwise I would be yearning to be “at home” decorating, weeding and taking a shed full of junk to the dump.
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