..one window at a time:)
And making the most of the vibrant colours available here
I don’t know where to start this post from.
All I can really say is that it seems amazing that the place I called home last week, is no longer home. Our flat is slowly becoming the home we dreamt about. The address that pops out naturally has become the one here. I do not really miss anything from Leeds , well, the empty roads, sometimes, I guess but that’s about it. And husband. It would have been great if he could have moved with us – but hopefully he will be here soon.
What have we been upto? Shopping from morn to evening. Shopping for the flat, not us, but still, shopping is always fun Infact, I find shopping for the flat even more fun that clothes or shoe shopping. The only thing better is shopping for books -which we certainly had to do. We can’t cross Landmark without leaving our mark there, can we? We end our days with aching feet and eyes that shut the moment we hit the bed.
Daughter, I have to say, has been a star! She is out the whole day with me, and is pretty much content to tag along and help me with stuff, be it trying out sofas for comfort or selecting bed linen. When she gets bored, she finds a chair and reads the books we bring along with us. Sometimes, I have had to bribe her with a new book – but I really can’t complain.
Hopefully, we will be moving in to our home soon – fingers crossed, and will be calling all you guys I am yet to call. Just waiting to get the really urgent stuff out of the way. I’ve not started blog hopping yet- hopefully soon!
As the house starts to empty(yes, finally, it has started to feel empty and about time too), a whole lot of bitter-sweet feelings seem to engulf us.
The sad feeling of a time coming to an end. The sadness that engulfs you when you realise that the familiar surroundings that you called home, will soon not be home. That some other people will soon be living in the house that we came
home too, in which we made memories that will stay with us for life.
It was particularly sad, saying goodbye to friends and teachers at daughter’s school, the school that gave her such a wonderful start in life, where she has made some great friends and had so much fun. Our other friends, I have hope of meeting again, some time in the future.
We will always remember the time here with fondness and love. Looking back, it is funny how this country we came on a six month assignment, somehow became home, without us even realising it.
Tomorrow is the last day in this house. It makes us sad and yet joyful, knowing that we are going home, truly home, to a place which husband and I started dreaming of, some 11 years ago.
Hopefully, we will transition without too much trouble, and will soon be living in our own house, in a city which felt like home, even when we lived away from it.