Moving Too Fast

Whoosh!  There goes October! Where has the time gone?  The past 4 weeks have been a complete blur.  There is just so much going on at the moment that my head is constantly spinning.   My working life has definitely taken a turn for the good and what more I am really enjoying working with owners of medium sized businesses.  It’s so fulfilling and additionally there is a certain amount of freedom as to when and where I work.  However, I am probably enjoying working too much at the moment as I am starting to think I can save the world. I am finding it difficult to say “no” to offers of work. I need to take my red underpants off from outside my trousers and stop thinking I am some sort of Superman.

On top of my work there is the house situation.  The house sell and purchase is going through – albeit at its own pace.  I was happy with the pace until last Saturday when I re-visited the apartment I am due to purchase.  Now I just can’t wait to move in and by Christmas if possible.  The move will be such a milestone in my life for so many reasons.

The acquisition chain is relatively short.  My Seller has actually completed on their deal and is in the process of moving out.  This is great news.  My Buyer is just so excited by moving into my family home.  The Buyer revisited the house bringing 15 family and friends around to show off their new purchase.  Georgina, who at the time was playing Mario Cart on the Wii, was slightly surprised by the number of people touring “our home” but reported that all of them seemed to be really delighted by the house.  I am really pleased that a young family are so keen on “our home”.  We just hope they enjoy themselves as much as Caroline, Georgina, Joe and me did.  They can’t go wrong:  it is such a life style home for a young family, situated in a lovely village on the door step of Bristol.  The perfect family home.

My Buyer will be selling to a “first time buyer” which is excellent news.  However, the housing market is in such a state of flux due to changes in the mortgage application process, uncertainty over interest rates and the country is still recovering from the recession that nothing can be taken for granted until the ink has dried on the contracts.

The packing away of the family “stuff” has been quite therapeutic and cleansing in many ways.  Well the little that I have done has been therapeutic and cleansing.  Needless to say I have lost focus and momentum on packing recently.  The therapy will soon be overtaken with blind panic.

The apartment has two bedrooms.  A difficult equation to resolve when there is three of us.  So I had two options.  The first being “first come first served”.  Obviously this is a very dissatisfactory to all concerned.  Being very conscious of the tragic reasons as to why we are leaving our family home I didn’t want Georgina and Joe to feel as they were pushed aside.  I therefore discussed the possibility of Georgina having her own place with Matt “the boyfriend” funded in part by the “Bank of Dad” initially renting somewhere for six months with the view of acquiring a place to live after this period.  The discussion was very quick.  Before I finished the sentence Georgina had found a lovely two bedroom house in Emersons Green, Bristol and had dismantled her furniture cleared her room.  I think Georgina like that idea.

However, in fairness Georgina was tearful about leaving the family home.  It shouldn’t be forgotten that this is another big step for the two kids.  In fact as I was driving to the letting agent to assist Georgina to perform the formalities I started to wonder what Caroline would be thinking of her darling daughter leaving the nest and the rest of the “shenanigans”.  I received my answer as soon as I walked through the letting agency’s door.  I kid you not Neil Diamond’s “Sweet Caroline” started to play on the radio.  There is no way Caroline was ever going to miss out on such a move for her daughter.

So a great deal is going on.  There will be no let up between now and Christmas.  Oh and there is Christmas to sort out.  It’s quite obvious that I need to manage my time much better before I collapse into a heap.  However, as Mario Andretti the former formula one driver once said “if everything seems to be under control you’re just not going fast enough”