Author: rebeccahalfway

We’re finally in our new house! It still definitely feels like we’re playing house but I am loving it. After living here for almost a month we’ve only just got the internet so I’m now ploughing through Pinterest for decorating inspiration. We just need a small lottery win to fund it all now!

It’s so lovely to have our own space, one that’s officially ours rather than rented. Once we start decorating I’ll share some before and after photos of the rooms as they get taken on.

My favourite things so far are:

1: Our kitchen/diner/conservatory space. It’s light and airy and with the help of the record player and bookcase already feels like home!

2: How lovely and welcoming our neighbours (one grumpy man aside) have been.

3: How cosy our little living room is once the fire is on.

4: Our dinky little garden (much more manageable than the 4 lawned monster we had at our last house!)

5: That even when Jonny’s been away I’ve felt safe here on my own (I’m just about used to all the funny noises the house makes during the night now!)

6: That our airing cupboard is so big I can fit in it. Yes, I tried this out by climbing inside it.

I’m so excited to really put our stamp on the place! If you know of any quirky, mid-century style online homeware shops please let me know (I’m almost certainly going to bankrupt us…)

I’m currently surrounded by a myriad of boxes, bags and piles of belongings. Our belongings because we’re finally entering the grown up world of being home owners.

If all things go to plan (cross your fingers and toes for us!) we should be completing on our house this Friday, to move next Tuesday.

I’m excited beyond belief at the prospect of having our own space to decorate as we wish after a decade in rented houses/flats/bungalows.

Leaving our current house will be a bittersweet experience, however. It was my Grandad and Nana’s house. There are plants in the garden that my Grandad planted (and which he would check on my progress at keeping them alive!) I have so many happy memories from this house that it’ll be strange to leave it.

Memories of trips to visit Nana & Grandad. Memories of my Grandad having the brightest garden on the street. Memories of the first house that Jonny and I lived in together.

It’s the house we came back to after Christmas 2014, newly engaged. It’s the house I got ready for our wedding day in.

It’ll be odd not to live in the house where so many amazing memories were made. I’m excited for a new chapter now though, in a new house making many more future memories!

A new house which’ll be a HUGE relief to finally get in to after what has felt like months of faff with solicitors. It’ll also be amazing to not be packing anymore. (Jonny is away in the Himalayas with work so I’ve been tackling it alone so far until family reinforcement arrives!)

Any tips for making a house move go smoothly are very gratefully received!