We are in. In our new house, our new home, and the boxes have been emptied of their haphazard contents (and are now flattened and mountained up in one of the rooms that's waiting for furniture). We are in.
And it feels every bit as wonderful as I knew it would feel. I wake up happy, eager to get up out of bed and to start the day. I feel as if I'm on holiday (clearly this is helped by the unemployment factor) and I walk from room to room, marveling that I live here and that there are more than three rooms to walk between.
Right now I write to you from my newly christened 'writing room' (this is actually the first thing I've written in it - Book 2 is waiting patiently to be re-started). Currently the room is pink. Pink on pink in fact, because the walls are pastel pink and the carpet is dusky rose. It's also fairly sparse - just a desk (our old kitchen table), a filing cabinet, an empty bookcase and a chair. This will change in time - I want, for my writing room (known to J as the office, but whatever), a jungle of house plants (I'm hoping the resulting oxygen will inspire and energise me) and a bird feeder on the window sill. I may even paint (or stick those wall decal things) branches and birds on the walls and clutter the shelves with trinkets and ornaments of inspiration. Books will spill from the book-case and pile high on the desk and facebook will be banished to another room.All of that, in time, but for now I'm happy just typing in this sparse pink room, looking out over our garden and watching sparrows and squirrels.
One more thing before I go... we seem to have been adopted by a wild rabbit. I see him regularly and yesterday when J's family were visiting it seemed like he was following us around - sitting on the front step when we looked at the front flower beds, nibbling on the grass at the back when we sat on the deck. Weirdly, he seems to have burrowed into a big planter at the front of the house and has disguised his burrow by pulling bits of plants over the hole. I hope against hope that he's a she and she's pregnant and about to give birth to baby bunnies in a plant pot. Operation rabbit stake-out will be commencing at dusk.
