It feels like it’s been months since I’ve sat down an my laptop and just written. No pictures pre-planned and taken, no real idea for a theme- but just sat and typed. When I first started this blog it almost acted like a diary in many ways, and I love looking back to old posts and seeing what I was getting up to, and how I was feeling going through so many big milestones (read: leaving uni, moving away, coming home- you know the drill). Last week I moved out of my family home with Joe and into a home of our very own, and it certainly marked the beginning of a new chapter and felt like a huge leap into adulthood…
The night before I was sitting in my bed- in the bedroom I’ve been in since the beginning of secondary school- the room that has seen pre-GCSE tears, first boyfriends, desktop MSN conversations and endless best friend sleepovers. Shelves were packed up, boxes were piled around the room (with rouge magazines, letters and make up bits that I still hadn’t quite found a home for)- and it all felt very surreal. Moving house is one of the most exciting feelings in the world, but I didn’t realise how overwhelming it could be too.
Don’t get me wrong, I know how lucky I am to be into a home with the person I love in somewhere that couldn’t be more perfect. My god, I feel so ridiculously fortunate, and it’s moved so quickly that I haven’t really had time to process everything. Water bills. Gas and electricity. Council tax. Is this adulting?
Part of me doesn’t quite feel ready to grow up. I’m 24- and I know that is grown up. My mum had me when she was my age, married to my dad and in their own home- this. is. normal.– for goodness sake woman! I know I’m not jumping the gun- but hey, I just love being at home. I love my little family and the silliness we share, I love seeing them every day and they make me happier than anything in the world (alongside Joe). Of course I’m excited to have my own space- I cannot wait. But I suppose it’s the unknown, it’s the forming of new habits and new routines and traditions. It’s just the new.
But yes- it’s been seven days since we moved, and although we had a holiday planned for this week and we haven’t had much time to settle there- I already love it. It’s already felt abuzz with visitors, hundred and thousands gingerbread from the neighbours and first nights on new mattresses. Unpacking will take a bit of time (conveniently we hadn’t ordered any shelving or storage before we moved in)- but I’m already looking forward to lazy evenings in the garden, cooking and serving on our very own dinner table, and thinking up ideas on my first ever desk.
Obviously I’ll be documenting it all here too- interiors ideas, room makeovers and perhaps even any dribs and drabs of advice on first time buying I’ve acquired? Is that even interesting? Let me know! SO YES! That’s life in a nutshell right now. We don’t have internet for another week so hopefully things won’t take too much of a backseat (I know I missed a video upload, so I promise that won’t happen again)- but I wanted to formally introduce this new chapter (ahem) and hope you’ll be up for joining in with the ride? I’ll be uploading a vlog next week of the big move, but for now I thought I’d just sit down for a little chat and fill you in with things- because if I can’t do that here, where can I? Same time next week?