Tuesday, 6 July 2010

The calm before the storm

I'm in a strange place just now.

My work has almost finished here, and I am starting afresh up in London, hopefully working with some nice new people there. My manuscript is soon going to be with an agent. We've finally been able arrange the move out date and the move in date. We've organised a short break in between the houses, and we've bought our tickets for a summer break in Ă…land.

Pretzel, the Labrador, is getting better and driving us all mad with his bull-in-the-china-shop collar which he knocks against our bare legs, against the wall, against the furniture. He's feeling so much better that he keeps escaping to his soon to be new home, the farm at end of the lane. Jerry, our Border terrier, has been stripped and looks lovely, and even better, smells nice, ready for his new life in town.

We're placed the order for the removals firm, dealt with the electric and water people. All that remains now is to do the packing. And even that we are nearly finished with thanks to the works earlier in the year where we had to move out of the house into the sauna cottage. And also largely thanks to the skip that still stands behind the trees in the garden, slowly being filled with all the rubbish we've accumulated over the years.

So there's this odd lull in the proceedings. A time when I keep thinking I should be doing something. Of course as usual I have an ambitious 'things to do list'. The manuscript is taking far longer to edit than I thought (they ALWAYS do and I NEVER remember this). I have some accountancy work to finish. I have to organise mobile contracts, car leases, dog beds, parking permits, scan this or that document, send this or that email.

Still, I keep wondering how everything can be so very calm here in the house. It's as if there's a storm brewing...

6 comments:

Looking Fab in your forties said...

Sounds like its all coming together nicely. I am sure there will be no "storm". xx

mettebassett.com said...

I think you're just reaping the benefits of being very well organised.

Love Jerry's naughty little face - I think he's ready to take on Hampstead Heath :-) xx

Christina @ Fashion's Most Wanted said...

You sound very organised! I feel for you though... I hate moving. I would like to buy the flat upstairs and have the whole place rather than ever move again. The thought of moving my books and magazine collection alone fills me with dread!

Jerry is absolutely gorgeous. I love his new haircut! xx

Wildernesschic said...

I bet you are exited now .. love your dogs .. I bet its breaking your heart leaving one, but kinder to him maybe xx
Adore Jerry his haircut is fab !

Helena Halme said...

Ruth, you're right,leaving Pretzel is breaking all of our hearts, but we don't think he can make it as a town dog - he's too old now and has live all his life here in the country. Luckily he has spent a lot of it down on the farm...

Whereas Jerry, well, he's a bit of a show-off anyway so I think he'll like it on the Heath!xx

JulieB said...

I seem to remember a similar feeling before we moved house - it also happened to coincide with my youngest daughter being due, so I guess in our case you could say there really was a storm!
You sound incredibly organised - hope everything continues to go so well. x