Sailing away

I have been trying to live in the moment and avoid counting out the remainder of our stay in Hildenborough in "last times."  It's hard, but I've mostly been managing.  There have been some I have allowed - my last commute in to work was a positive, although it then took my breath away when I let myself think that I am becoming temporarily economically inactive.  It didn't take long for me to remember why I like working outside the home!

Reality is sinking in - we now have a tenant for our current home (yay!).  I've got the keys for the new home.  The children are booked in to their respective pre-schools - Itsyboo will start two mornings a week and I will have nearly six free hours every week in term time.  The mind boggles.

So I've been slowly saying my goodbyes to Kent (and Godstone farm.  Seriously, what will I do without Godstone farm?)

When the going gets tough, we go to Godstone

I knew we needed a change of scene today, though, even if it meant curtailing our mad rush to get things done.  So we piled into the car and headed out to Camber Sands.  The kids went wild chasing amenable dogs.  The literal wind quite blew all of our metaphorical cobwebs away, and we finished an hour on the beach with rosy cheeks and ear to ear smiles.

I don't think we'll ever get to the point where we feel ready to move*, but we're definitely starting to get excited.

*Apart from Miss A, who gets up every morning and asks if we're moving to our new home today.