My Move From Old to New
Well my lovely followers, I have been so tardy with my posts since before Christmas, partly because I’ve been busy moving house.
Yep, I’ve gone from an isolated house dating from before 1740, to a new build with neighbours!
Sant’Elia really prompted the move, we would return to the UK finding a jungle of a garden which would then take us weeks to tame.
I was reluctant to move, my heart ruling my head! I had to give up the gym, obviously I’d take all the equipment, but I also knew I had to have MY PERSONAL SPACE.
The obvious move would be into an apartment with four bedrooms, two bathrooms, enormous kitchen, two offices, space for the gym and of course Jerry’s workshop, which we could lock up and leave….IN MY DREAMS, unless we had several million to spend!
So, the search was on, an apartment with very little garden that we can lock up and leave, that would be perfect.
It took no time for me to realise that an apartment all on one level, gave me no escape... from J, I love him dearly, but really don’t want to see him every minute of the day.
For those who don’t know us, J’s retirement was a big hit for me. Apart from holidays, which were always interrupted by work, he had never really lived at home, his life was on a plane or in hotel rooms.
Suddenly I found myself having to share ‘my’ house, my space, my bathroom.... But that’s all for another day:)
Back to the move.
I looked at so many apartments (J was in Italy!) trying to convince myself that each of them would work. We could even rent a unit for the gym, office and workshop I thought.
But I soon realised I had to be honest with myself and shared my concerns with J. He totally understood... it had to be another house.
I eventually found the ‘perfect’ property, there are always compromises aren't there? But this is as good as we could have wished for.
It’s a ‘new build’, we were too late to request any changes, but that’s fine we like projects, after all look at Sant Elia!
So many benefits, The house is warm... no draughts, I can walk to the cinema and theatre, something I’ve never been able to do in previous homes, I have beautiful hills on my doorstep, that I can walk on everyday, we have garage space to convert into the gym, and another for J’s workshop...this was definitely the best move.
I haven’t lived in a modern house for years, and now here I am in ‘open plan living’. It’s definitely a learning curve!
Firstly, where does the television go? I’ve never had a TV in the kitchen!
When I’m in the kitchen it’s chat, music or the radio...I don’t want to share this space with Pepper Pig or the sports channels.
Number One problem solved, television now wall mounted in the comfy ‘living area’ and out of sight from the cooking zone, I’ve bought a smaller ‘tV’ for when the grandchildren arrive and get fed up with adult chat... they can then go off and watch their Pepper Pig.
Agrrr, there’s the kettle! We haven't replaced our hot tap yet, OMG what a noise, if we’re watching TV volume up to 26 if we want a cuppa.
Dishwasher, again we had no choice…. it’s not the best of quality, but works. I have learned the better the quality, the less noise! Dishwasher goes on overnight.
Cooking smells, our cooker hood sounds like a jet engine taking off, and I can still smell the grilled chicken we had for dinner last night!
Lack of kitchen cupboard space...and no built in larder :(
Haven’t cracked this one yet, I think it will be a stand alone larder unit, so still looking at all options, Neptune have a great triple unit.
This space isn’t easy to work with, but know I’ll love it. If there’s anyone reading this who has experience of getting the best out of ‘the open plan living’, I’d love to hear from you.
So, to bring this to an end, the move really has been a great success, we’re still unpacking boxes, and very few rooms have clear floor space! The gym will be up and running within a month..can’t wait for that, you all know how much ‘fitness’ means to me.
I think it will take us a year to transform the house into ‘our home’, and as I write J’s putting up some wardrobes on the top floor, haven’t seen him all morning... it wouldn’t have been the case in an apartment!