The last four weeks have been a complete blur. I've just looked at my last couple of posts to see where I was at, the last time I wrote, and my God, I've done so much. I move out tomorrow. The house is a shell, and anything that's left will be taken away by Susan, the woman who's buying all my furniture for her AirBnB. I look back at my last post and read all about my nervousness but I also remember at the start of this thinking: Don't panic. Things always have a habit of working themselves out and as long as you're prepared and put the graft in, you'll get there. I've put the graft in. I think the hardest time was the three days leading up to the shipment going as it was all about sorting and sifting before packing. 23 boxes, 9 bags, 2 suit carriers and 1 chilly bin, plus all the items that I left out for the guys to do: it was one helluva piece of organising.
I feel like I've sold everything. I've been relentless. The facebook ex-pat group has taken a hammering and Vinted has proved to be a little gold mine and whatever's not sold on either of them has gone on Marketplace or Leboncoin. There's not really much left in terms of "big things". I say the only items are the metal bar stools, the iron, and a lamp and that's about it. I've worked full time to do this and it's really paid off. Obvs there are lots of smaller items like vases and stationery etc but I'm happy to write them off. I'm just glad I'm getting to the end of all this now. I'm over it and absolutely ready to move onto the next adventure. We move into and AirBnB tomorrow (William will probs stay at Arts') then I have a few more days left in Pau to do final items like key handovers, return the Wifi hardware, cancel out utilities and insurance, and finally sell the car to the new owner (who is also taking my snowboard!). It's been some undertaking and especially doing it all on my own while solo parenting. I'll probably find it quite odd when the weekend comes round I have no moving chores to complete anymore. We fly next Monday and I cannot wait to get on the flight.
If I don't manage to write before, I'll see you in the USA!
Photo dump from mid March - mid April (essentially this could just be photos of all our belongings that I have for sale as that's pretty much all that's on my phone atm).
LM ;-)
PS I've just realised that I've not really reflected on moving out of this house. I'm so caught up in the move. This house has been absolutely amazing for us. Living in the centre of town has been wonderful and not a day goes by where I don't think about how lucky we've been to live here and enjoy being right in the middle of things but with so many beautiful walks on our doorstep. William has loved Marca - his leaving gifts were so unexpected and so kind, and him being at Marca has, by extension, allowed me to meet the best women in Jess, Leesa and Odel and for that I'm truly thankful. We'll also always remember living here during the covid lockdowns and how we really got to explore every nook and cranny during those 1km radius walks and runs. I can only look back on those days fondly. And the Christmases. Our huge trees in the corner and all the sparkling lights. The fire. The snuggling on the big couch. The lying on the floor in agony when I ruined my back! The parties. The birthdays. The Hallowe'ens. The BBQs. The walks with Iain after school drop offs. I'm really settled here and my God, I'm going to miss it.
But, I'm ready to live in an English speaking country again so I'm looking forward to the next adventure.
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