The house was on the market less than a week and we've sold it!!
The first thing my Uncle said was "Where will you go?"
That's the burning question. We can move out any time but trying to find a rental is not as easy as it sounds. Some estate agents give all the applications to the landlord who chooses the tenant. Some only take one application per house and most of them have houses on their websites that haven't been available for rent for weeks.
We have viewed a few so far and they are all smaller than this one (if that's even possible).
A few more lined up to view this week so fingers crossed one will be ours.
2016 was our first (and hopefully, only) Christmas in Valkyrie Road. It was just the three of us and John and I had one present each (but not from each other). We made sure that The Almost not a Teenager had lots to open and that we had enough to eat.
The decorations survived the trip back from the States but our 7ft tree had to stay in the shed. Luckily we hadn't got rid of the one we had in Scotland so it had pride of place in the bay window.
The living room was lit with small lights and looked really festive.
We may not have had much money but we had a good time.
This time into mum's house. To start with the container lorry couldn't get along the street, it had the wrong container on the back and the removals company had to get a smaller van to ferry our furniture along the road to the house. But apart from that the move went well.
It was a bit of a squash but we got it all in.
We had to unwrap everything, sort through all the boxes and give stuff to charity but we are now able to live here without tripping over boxes or each other.
The box room is just that....a room full of boxes and anything that is not going to get damp or spoilt is in the shed.
The shed! That's another story. We had hoped to use the brick shed already in the garden but it was so unsafe that Hubby and The almost not a Teenager were able to push it over by hand. We took it down and bought a new wooden one which now houses various kitchen items the tumble dryer and all of Hubby's tools.
The garden, I am happy to say now looks tidier and the bricks have gone. So have those trees. Mum always wanted them cut down but they were on the other side of her wall. The guy on the other side was putting a new roof on his garage so cut the tree down. It saved us having to do it.
We'll have to pack up and do this all again soon!!
August 2016 found us returning to the UK from Texas.
We hadn't planned on it. It happened because John was laid off at the end of March.
We had to make the decision whether to spend our savings and stay and try and find a job or use the money to move everything back to the UK.
The problem was we had just booked and paid for our trip to Tucson with Joanne and Chris and they had booked their flights to Houston.
Much humming and haaing later and the decision was made.
We would stay long enough for J & C to visit and then we would pack up and head back.
We told the landlord that we would be moving mid August, got estimates for removals, sold furniture that was too big to fit in anywhere back in the UK asked Ruth, David & Bob about staying at Mum's whilst John looked for a job and finally booked our flights. It all seemed a little unreal as during all this John was still applying for jobs and going for interviews.
Tucson came and went (as seen in previous posts), a good time was had by all and goodbyes were said.
Then the fun began. Removals came and packed the house and our furniture headed off to the port in Houston. The charity people came and took away a huge amount of stuff we couldn't bring back and didn't have time to sell. Cars were returned to the garage and the keys handed in. The cleaners came in, didn't do a lot, didn't get paid and John had to do most of it himself. We stayed in a hotel for two days whilst we handed in the house keys and waited for our flights.
18 August 2016 was our last day in the USA.
After a 10 hour flight we landed back in the UK. What were we going to do next?