Hello Friday! Its been a whole month since I last posted my #littleloves and I’ve missed my weekly dose of positivity. I guess moving country is a good excuse though. I can’t quite believe we’ll have been back in England for 2 weeks by the time Monday comes around. It seems to have flown by in an absolute blur.
Of course we’ve been busy catching up with family and I’m pleased to say my lovely grandad is still with us and I’ve been able to see him, which is in part what this whole move was about. I celebrated my birthday last week in a completely different way to that I’d planned. No luxury hotel for me, but I did get to wake up for the first time in our new home and sample the local pub’s lunch menu. The Mr has been on a 3 day business trip, the amount of paperwork for various things I’ve filled out is unreal and if someone could please tell me what the 97000 bins on my driveway are for, that’d be grand!
Enough rambling from me, onto my #littleloves for the week. You might want to pull up a chair, it’s a long one!
Moving country sure messes with your reading that’s for sure! I’ve barely picked up a book since my last #littleloves almost a month ago. I finished The Million Dollar Blog when we arrived in England, which just goes to show how little time I had to read in the lead up to our move. It’s definitely well worth a read for the interviews alone. And has certainly given me some food for thought when it comes to this blog and content creation in general.
I did manage to read a few snippets of magazines while on the plane. Although a certain 5 year old was pretty much determined to talk throughout our plane journey. I have no idea how many times I heard the phrase ‘are we nearly there yet?’ but it certainly was way more than I thought humanly possible.
This little guy kept saying he wanted to dig for dinosaur bones in the sand dunes. The only sand dunes I know are on the beach at Camber Sands. A beach I have so many happy memories of as a child. So after a busy day shopping and unpacking we headed down there and enjoyed the late afternoon sunshine. The tide was out so once we’d run down the dunes and searched for dinosaur bones we built sandcastles and had fish and chips for dinner. The perfect introduction to the British seaside for my little monkey.
I also watched as he got his hair cut this week too. It was his first time in a proper barbers and he absolutely loved it. Having been subjected to my clipper ‘skills’ for the last few years (and hating it), I was dreading him having his hair done. But it turns out the screaming and fidgeting was reserved just for me. He beamed at himself the second he sat in the chair, chatted to the barber and posed like I’ve never seen him pose before. And he was most disappointed to find out his new do had flattened out when he woke up the next morning. I’ve been instructed to buy him some ‘nice smelling’ gel and a mirror so he can do his own hair in future. Looks like I’m going to have a right little poser on my hands from now on!
So many purchases of new furniture I actually felt my bank card contract in fear as I went to reach for it. Does that count? Moving from abroad and a fully furnished property at that, to somewhere unfurnished is certainly a challenge. I’ve hated having to put up with other people’s tastes over the years, so it will be lovely being able to put our stamp on the place. We’re lucky that the colours in this house are just what I would have chosen – mainly greys and off whites with the odd feature wall. So it’s really just furniture we need to worry about. We’ve bought some, bagged a bargain in a charity shop with a huge solid oak dining table and chairs (I can only imagine how much it would have been as new) and of course our lovely families have been giving us things they no longer want themselves. It may be a bit mismatched, I’m currently sitting on rattan furniture in my lounge until we find a sofa we like for example, but already I feel more at home than I have in a long time.
I finally embraced the embroidery trend (I’m always late to the party) and treated myself to a few new bits with some money I got for my birthday last week. No pics I’m afraid, I’ve literally just got to the trying on phase and as I don’t even have an ironing board yet (such a good excuse not to iron for as long as possible) they’ve been added to the huge pile of clothes we pulled from our suitcases.
We also heard both kids got into local (ish) schools. The nearest primary and secondary were both full, so we’ve had to go further afield. But seeing as it’s the end of term we heard back from both schools within a day, we at least don’t have any agonising waits ahead of us over the school holidays. And I’ve already started buying their uniforms. Can I just say how cheap English school uniforms are. After spending around 500 euros a year on uniforms in Malta (and that’s before you add in about the same per child on books and stationery – ouch!), I was thrilled to discover you can buy 5 polo shirts for £6 in Asda!
We’re hoping to get out and about this weekend. If the 5 year old says ‘I’m bored’ one more time I think I may have to hit the bottle! We’re still waiting for our boxes to arrive from Malta, so he doesn’t have any of his toys and despite now having his own garden to play in, he’s not one to make his own entertainment. And in all honesty he probably is bored. I’ve worked every day in the build up to the move and after (I need a medal or certifying, or both), the Mr has been away and is now glued to his computer thanks to starting his new job (working from home might I add – place your bets as to how soon it’ll take me to murder him), so it’s hardly fun when you’re 5. There’s a local festival taking place over the weekend and we’re hoping to squeeze a visit to either the zoo or to see Cars 3. I may have even bought him his first bike, which is hidden away in a box until we manage to put it together when we borrow my mums tools later. So lets hope this boredom won’t last for long.
Have a great weekend whatever you’re up to!