Good Morning Everyone!
If you follow me on social media, you’ll know there’s been a lot going on in life recently – a Masters degree I started and left, a new job and, of course, moving in with Lee.
Now the dust has finally settled, it’s actually started to sink in just how much of a chaotic few months it really was. Especially as we now approach the 4 month mark of living here,
Lee and I’s decision to move in together initially started with him moving into the flat, as Shannon planned to move out in the August/September when our tenancy was up. However, then the good weather came…
A scorching few months, rare in the North East I know, and being in the flat meant that I really began suffering with cabin fever. Spending my days in an office between 9 and 5, I hated getting back to the flat and having nowhere to go that didn’t cost money. Enjoying the sun became a very expensive hobby of mine. Cue the searching of houses.
Lee and I sat down and agreed that, given the money we’d spent trying to get out the flat, we’d both much prefer to find somewhere that had a garden. At the time, Lee was working in Newcastle and I in Gateshead so we needed to look for somewhere in the same area as the flat. Looking around, we noticed that houses were coming in cheaper than flats were – which suited me just fine!
However, between Lee’s crazy shift patterns (yey for retail!) and my working from 9am to 5pm, it didn’t exactly make arranging viewings very easy. Between some unsuccessful viewings, several fall-through’s and even more unanswered emails, the process became slow and tedious. Eventually, though, we found one we could call home. It was one that I’d had my eye on from the start, but thought it was a little small for the asking rent. However, we realised it wasn’t as much of a squeeze as we initially thought when we sat and looked through our budget. Plus, there’s only 2 of us – it’s not as if we need a mansion. From the moment we walked through the front door, we knew it was for us.
Things didn’t go much smoother with the application process either – mainly because after the toing and froing between us, the agents and the landlord and vice vera, it didn’t leave much time before we went on holiday. 2 weeks to collect 3-6 months worth of payslips, references, statements and more was not enough time. Mine went smoothly being the organised individual that I am… the same, however, could not be said for Lee. Besides uni, Lee had never lived away from home – no landlord reference. At the time, he was employed by a big multi-store retailer – access to payslips and an employer reference proved difficult. We got there though, just, and the hard work paid off when, on the last day of our holiday, we found out we’d got it!
It definitely should have got easier at this point. Yes, we picked up the keys on the Friday morning after only arriving back in the country on the previous Saturday into Sunday followed by a full week at work buttttt….. We essentially had the best part of 2 months to move, right?!
I spent the majority of the evenings after we returned from holiday packing my room up so that it was all ready to move across when the time came. My time would be divided between the house and the flat once we picked the keys up, so the more I could pack in the first instant, the better.
However, our good intentions quickly faded when we started moving some of the main bits across. We realised it didn’t make sense for me to divide my time between 2 places, because I’d just start stressing about what stuff was where. Cue the weekend move.
Weekend move, you ask? By that, I mean we picked the keys up at 11am on Friday morning and by Monday evening (yes, just 3 days later) we had the kitchen, bathroom, living room and bedroom mostly unpacked. Including the painting of the living room and bedroom too.
Hardly surprising then, as someone with a chronic illness, I ended up needing a couple days off work. Between Lee’s dad and I (Lee was, unfortunately, working), we cleared the flat of all my belongings, travelled to Haltwhistle and back TWICE to collect the sofa my amazing parents had kindly given us and any other bits I needed from there, picked Lee’s stuff up from his parents AND went to the Cartwrights’ family friends who kindly gave us a chest of drawers and a spare wardrobe.
4 months on… (almost)
It’s easy to forget about all the endless journeys up and down stairs and lifts, the heavy-lifting, the jigsaw-like cramming and the inevitable chaos. We look around, and it’s home. For the time-being anyway – we are renting after all.
But, now, I guess it’s time to let you guys have a look around too. I know it’s what you’ve all been waiting for.
Advice & Tips
Now you’ve heard about our chaotic experience, and had a sneak peek of the house – well some of – it’s time to give you some handy little tips that we learned along the way:
- Don’t expect everything to happen all at once. You might have the essentials for a house, but it takes time to pick up the homely bits and pieces.
- Pack the most important items last so they can be unpacked in the new house first. Kitchen, bathroom and bedroom items are likely to be among those.
- Appreciate every step along the way. Painting together, eating a takeaway on the floor on the first night, sleeping on only a mattress until you manage to assemble the bed frame and seeing your first fully unpacked room. Don’t forget the Ikea date nights.
- Let family and friends help. Moving house is a long and laborious process. Lighten the load by accepting the help that’s offered.
- Look for bargains. Buy and sell sites, Facebook marketplace, Ikea, Wilkinson’s, B&M are all good examples. You’ll realise there’s a lot you don’t have, particularly the little things. The more you can save, the better.
- It’s not going to be plain-sailing. Moving house is stressful as it is. It’s a process. It will be full of ups and downs. Even more so if this is the first time you and your partner have lived together. Be patient with each other – you’re both learning. Remember the point above – appreciate the little things.
- Try and take your time. Don’t do what we did and decide to do everything in a few days. It makes everything more stressful and chaotic. We were fortunate that we had the resources to do so. Break the process down and try and be as organised as possible – lists become your new best friend.
Home Sweet Home
And there we have it, a little insight into the process of moving house. It’s certainly been a ride, but we wouldn’t have it any other way. Now it’s time to look ahead to the next 4 months and beyond.
I hope you’ve all enjoyed reading today’s post.
Do you have any chaotic, funny or bad experiences of your own to share? Or are you one of the lucky ones? Let me know down below.
Until next time.