Phewsh…we made it!
I don’t think I’m the last person to be heartbroken over much of what has happened in our world over the past 12 months. Nor to have breathed a deep sigh of relief as the clocks ticked over into 2017. It may be naive of me to hope that this year will be kinder, safer and more tolerant of otherness, but I’m happy to embrace that naivety, and the knowledge that hope is a powerful and wondrous thing.
In our little corner of Lancashire, 2016 was pretty momentous too, not all of it in a good way. The worst thing of the year was Ma’s TIA. That shook us all up, I can tell you. But, thankfully, despite still needing to see doctors on a regular basis for a battery of other niggling problems that the wretched thing threw up, she’s very much back to her old self and planning outings and holidays for 2017 with renewed gusto. In fact, at a small family gathering on New Years Eve to celebrate her birthday, the general consensus of opinion was that we’ve not seen her looking this chilled or healthy for quite some considerable time…including prior to the TIA!
Thankfully we now live only 2 minutes walk away. Our new home is such a joy! And I’ve had to eat a smidge of humble pie as I was very resistant to purchasing this style of house. I’d fallen in love with a slightly ramshackle Victorian villa in our town centre. Sadly it was in need of much repair, quite a bit of it structural, as well as a complete renovation of the interior. It was the wrong project for us for this chapter of our lives, and it was the right decision to walk away from it and buy this home.
This home needs minimal major work. The drive is crumbling and is our next big project. We’d love to replace the small and slightly chilly conservatory with a larger, cosier orangery that will grow with the kids from a playroom to a teenage hangout (that can be accessed via the side of the house or the kitchen without disturbing aged parents too much), but this isn’t a necessity. Taking the jacuzzi out of the en-suite and replacing it with a walk in shower is going to happen, but I can just avoid using that bath for now! I’m not entirely sure what the previous owner was thinking….it’s sounds like a jet engine when you switch it on, and a boiling pan makes more bubbles! I may also be eyeing up a new kitchen.
I’m ignoring the overgrown garden that needs a chainsaw and a woodchipper!
It sounds like such a lot, and it will take us a couple of years, but the house is so useable as it stands…this is just stamping our own personality on the place. We have settled here so quickly and I’m convinced part of it is just how much Hubby loved it from the second he walked through the door (which made it super easy for me to settle here too), and partly just how much space we have to live and breathe.
The kids bedrooms are little sanctuaries (and toy free zones for when they need a quiet time out) but they have a playroom stuffed to the gunnels with fun stuff that they love to do. We have an office and a sewing room and probably 10x more storage than we had before. As each room comes together and everything finds its place, calm envelopes us more.
Speaking of the sewing room….oh my life….how much stuff do I have!?!?
As box after box of fabric, yarn, patterns, books and God only knows what else have been piled up in there, and then the same number piled again in the garage, The Husband has been giving me the side-eye and muttering mutinously under his breath about justice and big screen TVs. I honestly don’t have a leg to stand on. Assuring him that come the Zombie Apocalypse we’ll be much better dressed than the cast of Walking Dead isn’t holding much water here.
I feel a cull coming on!
It’s so bad that I think it will take till the end of January to unpack, sort, and organise the lot of it. That’s not including setting up the Evernote database that I’m craving…that will take forever to scan and tag!
I’m looking forward to it being done. I miss the creativity and I know I have some lovely fabrics in there waiting to be sewn up, plus new patterns and fabrics that my good friend Liz cheered me with on her return from Oz this week.
It’ll also give me the chance to come back to this neglected corner of the interwebs and catch up with you guys again, and share some of the fun that we have here.
So it seems that despite it’s best efforts we have much to celebrate and be thankful for as we slam the door on 2016 and wish it good riddance. 2017 stretches before us, a blank page holding the promise of love, laughter, fun and adventure. Sure, there’ll be challenges. We won’t always get this parenting thing right, and there are lots of unknowns for us with the kids.
But we have each other, and the hard-won knowledge of a couple who took a long time to find each other and fought hard for their kids…that love is a powerful thing and the touchstone in all our lives.
Take that 2016! Here’s looking at you 2017! It’s going to be fun!