We're still not sorted yet, there is furniture to move, boxes to unpack, flatpack furniture to assemble and pictures to hang. It's getting there though and it's lots of fun.
I was rather cross with Mr Soaring Sheep this morning after having a freezing cold shower and discovering it was because he had drilled through a cable for the boiler. He's sorted out an electrician to come round this evening so fingers crossed it isn't too expensive.
Not long after he'd gone to work the doorbell rang. It was the postman with a squishy parcel for me
Beautiful sock yarn from The Knitting Goddess that my soppy husband had ordered for me in secret before we moved house. It really cheered up my morning, once I'd had a little cry ;-)
Ooof this moving house thing is hard work emotionally!