… on a Tuesday, because…
I have moved house this weekend. It was an adventure which is now coming to an end, to let the real adventure begin. I have painted the bedroom (white, of course!) and moved (most of my things) the same day. I am tired and excited and tired and excited. And a bit more tired and excited.
The room is lovely, and more so now all white, with a big beautiful old window and a fireplace. It is chaotic at the moment, with the exception of the bed. Mum always told me "a well-made bed makes a room". And it does. Amidst all the confusion, there it is, my bed, welcoming with its fresh egyptian cotton sheets.
None of this weekend would have been possible without the help of my friends. Not just the ones who have helped me this weekend, at great pain to one of them who was ill, but to the ones who made reaching this weekend a smoother journey. I could tell you to choose your friends wisely, but none of this is my doing; I just happen to be this lucky when it comes to the people I know. So here goes, in no particular order.
:: Phil. without him I could not have painted the room. nor moved a great deal of my things. he had worked on Saturday and was ill. That, dear readers, is what my friends are like.
:: Nick. Who is housing my books (he who houses my books is in my heart forever!) and helped me move more bits and pieces yesterday. and made me laugh when I thought I'd cry of tiredness. and it wasn't funny at all!
:: Jamie. I had a nice place to stay over the last two months, where my boxes weren't a problem and living mainly off boxes was bearable, for we had Big Bang Theory and series night!
:: Mel. For helping me move boxes two months ago and cheering me up this time around. For sending me a text asking me if I wanted to go food shopping together. It just warmed my heart.
:: Rachel and Gavin. For helping me move two months ago, making the prospect of living off boxes for a while way less daunting and the move not stressful at all. And for introducing me to my new place. The window is amazing!
:: Elke. Texting me just the right things when my heart was deflating. Sometimes, it's just about knowing we're in it together, even if together is a thought. A strong thought.
:: Julie. For giving me the a space to breathe… one sometimes needs such a thing.
And so it is that while I sort my bedroom and can barely see the floor, I smile at the thought that I'm not alone. I'm surrounded by good people, my people. Hope you are too!
Do you know, LMJ, that your post just brought tears to my eyes? Enjoy your new place! Good things are ahead for you, its written in the stars! x
Congrats on your new place….and your fireplace! That sounds lovely!
Toda una declaración de amistad!!!! Ure a good friend, so all come back!!!Now, a lot of foods photos with the light of this window!Un fuerte abrazo y un beso enorme.
oh bless- you are so sweet! And I cant now wait to see your place… even with the mini chaoss… which will be sorted, youll see. xxx
Your new bedroom sounds fab ♥
Congrats on your new place. I know the feeling of moving things in bits and pieces…and the value of friends in the process. You are blessed.
@cococita: oh dear Elke… you are such a sweetie and youre almost here :D@Christian: thanks 🙂 It is a lovely feature in old British houses!@Eva Linda: Thanks, Eva! Si, ahora puedo empezar a pensar en comida y fotos :D@vivaciousmel: hihihi… youve seen it. and you liked it. and I liked it that you liked it :)@giselemorgan: its very sweet and welcoming, Im lucky! 🙂