It’s been just over a month that we’ve been living in the new house. A week after The Toffee was born, we chucked the remainder of our possessions in boxes and vacated the townhouse we’d been living in since a week before The Kid was born, five years ago.
It was a nightmare to unpack five years’ worth of accumulated crap, but it’s pretty much done now. The last piece of furniture arrived yesterday. A newly restored eight-seater dining room set I scored off Gumtree. It turned out to be Indonesian teak.
Which was a huge sigh of relief for me, because buying something from someone who’s unsure what kind of wood it is? Risky. I took a chance that I wasn’t puying someone’s secondhand pine crap, and it worked out. The guy that restored it got an offer from another client to purchase it, so I did okay.
The arrival of the dining room suite prompted a reshuffle of the lounge, in order to accommodate couches previously and temporarily located in the dining room. From this:
I have nowhere else to put my router and Airport, so it got hidden in plain sight. Those strelitzias? From our garden.
This is our bedroom.
This is The Kid’s room:
And our fireplace. (Thanks, mom!)
This is part of our new kitchen:
This is our new stove that went into our new kitchen.
This is my front lawn. LAWN. We have a lawn. How GROWN-UP is that? This picture was taken before winter. Obvs.
We even have a back lawn. A BACKYARD. That’s more than just a strip of paving and a washing line.
And a POOL.
And parquet floors!
There’s still so much to do, but we’re in and we’re mostly unpacked. Most importantly? It’s OURS.