Day 25 of 40 Two Houses make Half a Home

This morning Mr. S rapidly transformed my present bedroom into a space where any sound echoes against concrete.  But then, in the new house, he magically turned ‘just a room’ into the basis of a comfortable bedroom with my black fluffy carpet looking like new and fitting perfectly. Meanwhile my brother and my son worked on the central heating system and my daughters removed more wallpaper (more than 10 very big plastic bags full already and still some pieces to do).

In the afternoon they picked up another load of things that needed to be moved. My son and his sister carried a big carpet to the attic and placed it there and put another part of old carpet in the van to protect the more vulnerable and delicate furniture that needs to be transported.

Part of my wardrobe is already there as well, which required careful consideration of what clothes I still need here, since the real moving is more than a week away. So far the things we moved were things we don’t need so often and other things like a broom, the vacuum cleaner and the stepladder for example are going to and fro the old and new house because we need them sometimes here and other times there. Nothing is missing yet and that feels good. I wouldn’t like it to have to go in my car for 15 minutes to match my clothes but I would feel very annoyed when I don’t even know in which house I have to search for it.

Anyway, ‘Home is where the Heart is’ and now I grow fonder of the new house, my hearts travels between both houses and so is my mind.