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Adventure is out there!

2018 is the year of adventure for our family.  That’s how we’re selling it to The Lodger. Pirates have adventures. Pirates can do no wrong in the world of the Lodger. Adventures are a good thing. 

Over the last few months, he’s watched as   the estate agent visited to have a look around the house.

Why Mum?

He’s watched as the man in the van put up a big sign in the garden.

Why Mum?

He’s watched as we manically cleaned the house before viewings.

Why Mum?

He’s watched as we started packing things into boxes.

Why Mum?

He’s watched as the boxes started to fill up the rooms and his toys started to disappear.

Why Mum?

Today, the Lodger entered the house for the last time today to see all our belongings gone. 

He walked into the sitting room. 
The couch is gone. The Christmas tree is gone. “

He walked into the dining room.. “Everything is gone.”

He walked into the kitchen...
Mum, o no. The kitchen is still here. The men didn’t bring it to the warehouse. We need the kitchen in the new house. Mum!!!”

Quick explanation that the new house will have a better kitchen. 

All is good. 

He inspected the rest of the house. 

He cleaned the radiators. 

He drew his picture for the new residents.

He reminded me of his terms of moving: a cat, a dog and a bunk bed for his new bedroom. 

He didn’t say goodbye to the house, he doesn’t like goodbyes.

He’s been a little overwhelmed this week. 
“I can’t talk I’m too excited.”
But he’s ready for the adventure that 2018 will bring. 

All in all, The Lodger took it in his stride. 

A smooth transition to moving in to our short term home with family (thank you family!) before we find the new house.... the new house with the better kitchen. 

And as a side note... amongst all the chaos, he’s mastered the art of wearing underpants, which in itself is a massive cause for celebration!! 


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