|Me at the Brunswick house, our first, purchased in 1988. Here I am with the brand new wheelbarrow. This was my learner garden: I had not a clue what I was doing - had fun doing it though.|
So 7 years today since we took possession of this current house and it strikes me as I look around at the current chaos - cupboards bursting with too many things - that one of the really, really good things about moving house is that you have to handle every single possession that you own when you move, and throw out a lot if you are selling in order to make the house look tidy and even more as you pack boxes because you don't want to unpack rubbish in your new dwelling.
I remember how much stuff Mum and Dad accumulated after 48 years in one house. Especially Dad. Oh. My. Goodness.
The lovely old couple who've just sold their house in our little street have lived there for 38 years. Since being a grown-up away from home the longest I've lived somewhere is 11 years ( last house): the shortest - one year in a horrible duplex in Elwood : mouldy, tiny, one normal bedroom and the other one we dubbed the Cruel Room because it was so tiny it would fit a single mattress in it and that's ALL.
( Reason we moved there: to save money to buy our falling-down first house in Brunswick).
I’m wondering if seven house moves in 49 years of living is fairly typical? (Unless you’re in the military, then I’m sure it would be more).
I worked with a man who was 38 and had moved 44 times, which I thought was legendary.