nomadic by name…

well, at least i can’t be accused of not practising what i preach…

it appears we may be on the move again for what will be the 5th time in 6 years {if you count the temporary corporate accommodation we lived in when we first arrived in london}

and to say this moving lark is beginning to lose its romantic appeal, well let’s just say that’s an understatement… a quick tally, and i think i’ve moved approximately 20 times in my life… some moves more traumatic, troublesome and/or temporary than others…

and this is one i’m most definitely not looking forward to… in fact, i’m absolutely dreading it…

you see, when we were looking for our current flat we had decided to take a long-term view…. make it our final home for the duration of our time in london, however long that may be…

and so it was, i took on the task of making this place a home… furniture was acquired {including pieces that had long languished on my wish list} & pictures hung… heck, i even dragged home a pot plant just last week!

but, as the saying goes, life is what happens while you’re busy making plans, and now it appears our landlord is pulling the proverbial rug from under us and selling up… {gutted is not the word}

this is always my most dreaded scenario when renting… it means weeks, if not months, of being subjected to strangers being traipsed through your home for inspections, all the while living in limbo and to somebody else’s timeline…

the absolute only positive i can think of is that at least it looks like i’m gonna get more hands-on experience at making a temporary house a home which, afterall, was part of the reason i wanted to start this blog in the first place… to document just that {amongst other things}…

so… {deep breath}

once more the journey begins and this gypsy soul is on the move…

images via: ok woman

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