Wednesday, 31 March 2010

Plug Towers Update

Well Plug Towers is now beginning to feel a little more like home.  I now have a working office at the back of the house, which was originally called the breakfast room, but I don’t do breakfast, so it is now my Twitter Suite.  We are clearing cardboard boxes on a daily basis, and hope that with the impending Easter break that we might actually be able to enjoy the house a bit.  As with many old houses, it can be a little cold, but I’m sure we will keep on top of that, and clear all our equity on extortionate heating bills.  We are not going to be properly connected to the Internet until the 8th April, so we are surviving with Internet Tethering on the iPhone, and five TV channels.  It makes me realise quite how much we rely on it all for our entertainment, and worries me slightly.  I have a long list of books I want to read, and a couple more on the way, so I really want to get on top of everything quickly.  Exhaustion has kicked in a lot lately.  As and when we move again, I think I would prefer to pay someone to do it.  I have spent the morning so far catching up with emails and general messages from all various portals of social media.  There is something about living in an old house that makes me question all my online time!

We shall be receiving visitations from Mrs Plug’s parents at the weekend, which I am looking forward to.  It’ll be nice to welcome them to the new home.  We also have to start furniture shopping for the girlies, as they are both rattling around a bit in their rooms at the moment.  I have started to look into the whole driving thing, and Highway codes have been purchased.  Am also revelling slightly in the fact that I can just hop on a train to London from here...I just somehow feel a little more connected to the real world again.  Having been brought up in a town with a mainline station, and then not had that for many years, it just feels like I am reconnecting a little bit.  Although Barton was described as a village, it is really just a small town, but nonetheless, Flitwick is different, and you feel that you can sink into the background a little more.  I did begin to feel that everyone knew who you were in Barton, so I shall keep a low profile here and revel in the anonymity of the new place.  We have not met the neighbours yet, in fact it would seem that many people seem to want to keep themselves to themselves, which is fine.  I did say hello to a lady outside the house a couple of days ago, and she looked at me as if I had propositioned her.  It may be something to do with my current hirsute look.....

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Monday, 29 March 2010

A New beginning

So here I am firmly attached to the old desk, but in a new location.  The move has been an exhausting, and if I'm being entirely honest, a rather emotional one.  Saying goodbye to a pile of old bricks should be easier than that, but it wasn't.  So many memories.  I walked around the house and thought of all the things that had happened there over the years.  I probably should have just locked up and buggered off, but no, I was destined to spend the rest of the day in emotional turmoil!  I will wake in the new house tomorrow, and be able to spend pretty much the whole day there, which I am very much looking forward to.  It's been a week of dashing between houses and not having a home.  I want to make this place a home as soon as I can, and this process has started with the purchase of a new peg bag :-)

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Thursday, 18 March 2010

A Day to remember and forget

Yesterday seems like a blur to me already, but it is one that will stay with me for some time.  Firstly, we have some health concerns with eldest, which we are now advised will need a small operation.  Whilst we are trying to stay calm, it is so difficult not to worry.  I will not go into details on a blog, but it was the worst way to start the day.  We then spoke to our solicitors who advised the buyers that they had until midday to exchange or the deal was off.  This was designed to give us time to organise a bankers draft for the deposit on the new place which we were signing for at 3.00pm  We eventually exchanged at 2.50pm!  Whilst we had suffered delays due to the incompetence and ignorance of the buyers solicitor, it transgressed that our buyers did not have the sufficient deposit, which in turn created stress and nightmares for us.  A bit of honesty would have reduced what we went through.  I was surprised therefore to receive a request from the buyers to gain access to the property BEFORE we complete in order that they can employ a professional cleaning company!  We politely declined this request!

Over to the new place later, and will post pics soon.  Really excited now

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Tuesday, 16 March 2010

So...a quick update

It’s been a while dear readers, and I thought I ought to bring the blog up to date with news/gossip and general progress where it has happened.  We are apparently getting the keys to the new place tomorrow, however, that all depends on the solicitors sorting their life out today, a task that I feel may be way beyond the capabilities of at least one of them.  I started to pack yesterday, and feel I am struggling against the mountain of crap that appears to be building from the rest of the inhabitants of the house.  I have now packed 95% of the books (This is an estimate in case anyone thinks I have genuinely worked that out) that I have, and felt slightly ashamed at how many I have, but largely impressed that I have actually read pretty much all of them.  There was one that I had no recollection of buying whatsoever.  I don’t know if it is just stress, but I am having memory issues lately, and the pessimist in me has decided that it is either the galloping onset of old age, or something horrific that is eating my brain.  I shall keep you posted on that.

I sit and wait for news from Estate Agents and solicitors, and have promised myself that I will keep my cool today whatever is thrown in my direction.  This will not be an easy task, and has already been tested by my family this morning.

In other news....

We still have the Dog, though we await news as to a possible new family for him.  I am struggling very much with this, and I think I am denial to a degree.

I need to post about something called Pay it Forward soon....I merely post this as a reminder to myself.

In other artistic news, there have been a number of infuriating frustrations that have created more hassle than the projects are worth, so decisions need to be made on a number of them.  I have made a decision to stop dealing with some people though...life is too short and all that.

There

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Monday, 15 March 2010

Solicitors and Estate Agents

Why is it that we pay these people thousands of pounds to do a job that we have to nag them to do on an hourly basis?  I’m sure that there are some very complicated sides to the job, that perhaps I don’t have a full understanding of, but it seems that everytime I have the misfortune of asking them a question as to their progress, I am met with the answer “I will call them”.  I just assumed that this was one of the basic skills required to do the job; the ability to phone someone and ask them if you have a question.

I shall continue on in a cynical, but increasingly aggressive tone

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Sunday, 14 March 2010

Failed

Well...I failed.  The task of keeping up with writing every day was too much to keep up with.  I shall still continue to try and update every day, but with the house sale etc going through, and doing three shows in the last few weeks, it has all been too busy to keep up.  I prepare to do battle with solicitors and estate agents tomorrow, to ensure that the move can go through as planned.  Whilst all this is happening, I am preparing to say goodbye to my friend Pepper.

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