I know it is a truism, but where do the years go? When I started my blog, she was a toddler and we had just moved to this house. Now she is very much a young lady, is settling in well at Comprehensive School, and I am looking out of my beloved "Garden Window" and wondering if we will still be living here this time next year.
Since The Hubster was made redundant last year, nether he nor I have had any luck at finding a job due to the employment situation in our part of the country and our savings are fast running out. We inherited my mother's house but before it can be sold, it has needed to be completely redecorated, the bathroom has needed to be replaced and quite a few things have needed to be fixed.
All of this has kept The Hubster occupied and working hard, as he rather enjoys DIY tasks. I can't do them to his exacting standards, so for the last few weeks I have been relegated to tackling the enclosed
If we can sell our own house too, that will give us enough money to be able to purchase a detached house or bungalow, from which, I have assured The Hubster, I have no intention of moving. Ever. The thought of packing and unpacking all our books is making me feel bilious already! One of the joys of doing my book reviewing has been having **loads** of digital books to read without Dear Husband getting stressed about even more bulky books making their way into the house and finding a permanent home........