Wheeww!
Sorry the blog has been quiet for so long – in case you hadn’t already guessed, things have been pretty hectic!
So; the house move has happened, the rooms have (mostly) been painted, half the curtains are up, the picture frames have been unpacked and the furniture has been delivered.
Furnishing this house has been a nightmare. Firstly we needed a new bed, which we decided on a lovely walnut king size from NEXT. They have been an absolute terror with their customer service, we were supposed to receive everything on the 4th of March and after 4 deliveries that have gone wrong (they kept trying to send a 10 tonne lorry to my fairly quaint narrow road which I frequently informed them of) the bed is still not complete. Currently waiting for them to replace a faulty mattress – it’s supposed to arrive on Thursday but I’m not keeping my hopes up. For the trouble they caused us, you would have thought they would have sent something as an apology – but no. Even the £30 voucher for their own store they said they would get to me nearly 3 weeks ago hasn’t arrived yet. Maybe they sent that in a 10 tonne lorry too.
IKEA and John Lewis have been great on the other hand, we now have a beautiful new wardrobe with sliding doors, stunning lampshades and a comfy little sofa. The main problem has been how narrow our front door is – being 4 inches smaller than a standard frame certainly made sofa shopping difficult but we got there in the end and when everything is in it’s place I will post up some photos.
My little one is now a week away from being 5 months old (how time flies!) and last week he started to roll over, which has now turned in to rolling both front to back and back to front and shuffling in a 360 degree fashion. Terribly cute yet slightly alarming.
It feels like home here, which I am so happy about. No more disruptions from careless neighbors, no horrendous stairs to climb when you arrive at the front door and something which I am enjoying more than I actually thought I would is that when you leave the house there are no hills, unlike our last home where venturing out meant either a trek up a rather daunting looking hill or a sort of ‘slip n’ slide’ down an equally mountainous walkway. Problem is we’re 5 minutes from a Starbucks here and seeming as I’m on the 2nd stage of the Dukan diet now – the ever promising look I get from the chocolate fudge cake and butter pancakes I walk past every morning is starting to worry me.
Well, unfortunately there are many things to do and I must carry on with my very long list but thought I would check in on the way.
With Love,
Ms.Monroe
xox






























