After months of complicated expensive solicitor's work and wondering why it was taking so long, not to mention almost going in to hiding to avoid the village, because we were fed-up of having nothing more to be able to tell them. We finally awaited the message to say we had exchanged and here was the date of completion, having finally packed all our belongings. The message arrived and Husband looked up and said "they've pulled out". "Yes, very funny", was my reply, but he wasn't joking!
After all this time, with our lives on hold, our things packed and having planned how the shop would look, what He would stock and how we would have the house, not to mention the solicitor's bill, it was over. Disbelief and shock, how could they leave it till now to make the decision they didn't want to go through with it? Thankfully we hadn't given notice on our current house.
The obligatory phone calls where made to close ones and commiserations made and shock has moved in. Instead of Him being devastated He is actually relieved that at least we know and no more waiting. I am glad in a way that the shop isn't going ahead, it wasn't for me, but I knew it was His dream to see it reinstated. I am devastated about the house. When we moved here it was only ever meant to be temporary to stay here, so we had hadn't really formed an attachment or really made any effort to make it homely, just unpack and make do.
Brief time . . .
Ok, well having taken stock . . . It's a lovely village, nice neighbours and we have a lot for our money here, we would have a lot less elsewhere. So let's make the most of where we are and make it home, be Mindful of our situation.
So we unpacked, but rearranging the house. Swapped the lounge and dining room round, got rid of some things and put back the pictures. The lounge is now cosy and has the sun all day, with direct access straight into the garden. The garage has been tidied and sorted and the greenhouse cleared out and some seeds planted for the autumn.
My first year art work has been sorted and mostly archived, apart from some of the later work I have a strong attachment to.
We're going to have a bigger dining table and chairs for entertaining. A double bed in the back bedroom for prodigal son returns and guests, not at the same time! We have changed round our bedroom and finally started to make it homely. A shelving unit reminding me of when we were first together. We're nearly there, but I do feel vulnerable as a result of it all (more of that in a different blog).
He's thrown Himself into starting up his own business, as he had originally planned before this all started last year. Grass cutting, TV/hi-fi setup and tutorial and domestic cleaning, fingers crossed!
Me? I'm pottering in the garden, part time working, as and when, grandson minding and starting to look at my summer project. Blogging to free myself and trying to embrace the now and live in the moment, stepping away from negativity and Noise . . . Oh for Silence . . .
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