Moving house is a bitch!

Well ... we have recently moved houses... to our very own new house - which is currently filled with boxes. They say moving is the second most stressful life changing event (after divorce) and I would totally agree. Added to this stress was the fact that we were staying in Gert's parent's place due to a disagreement with ex-landlord and clearly not friend about a new addition to our family - Tony the Staffordshire Bull Terrier.

Gert and Tony - Day 1

After some frenzied packing and two trips with a VW truck filled with bits and bobs and boxes of stuff, we managed to move everything into the house... WHAT A RELIEF!

It is safe to say that I dislike moving intensely. 

We found some things... different ... from how we expected them to be. The fact that the previous owners took the washing line, that we can't have non-fluffy pets (spiders and snakes), the plastic seat on the toilet and that we have to lock Tony in the house for an entire day because the garden service is there. 

On the plus side - it is OUR OWN HOME - which means, apart from the complex rules, we can do what we want! HELL YEAH! 

.... Now just all the unpacking!