I sold my house in September, moved in with DP. Put my belongings in storage.
We then started the long search of finding somewhere together (missed a bit out where I was going to buy alone etc but irrelevant now)
A place came up for sale that we had seen being renovated a couple of years ago (an old forge, so not a barn conversation as such but that’s what it was marketed as)
We always thought it looked odd but viewed it anyway and were blown away.
It’s everything I ever dreamt off. Contemporary, spacious and I have a utility room AND a garage!
But DP decided we would move ourselves with the help of his son.
I am so happy we are in (surrounded by boxes, no tv, mattress on the floor) but seriously we are too old to be been moving ourselves!
Every part of me hurts and we still have half the storage unit to finish emptying tomorrow!
My son in law helped today but DP had to stop when it was half done as yesterday exhausted him (he’s very fit - weight trains most days)
I’m back at work on Monday and wonder how I will make it!
The moral of the story is ALWAYS get a removal company to move you
I told DP this is our only move. I seriously couldn’t do it again! I’ll go out of here in a box
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