Handed over the keys for the house in Llantwit yesterday evening and picked up my scruffy old blue chair that Paul hates, my brabantia bin and last little bits and pieces, including the little glass droppers that I had put up on the lights at Christmas.
So now I live in Penarth. It was sad leaving my old house, but this morning I woke up feeling all excited about my new home. I will have to get used to living with children, as in my life up until now, I have been able to do what I want, listen to music, watch what I wanted on the TV. The kids are noisy and they don't leave you alone, they grumble and complain before they will do anything. They bicker and deliberately annoy each other and they poke around in your stuff. All very hard things for me to get used to. I knew all these things would be hard, sharing my space etc. I don't want to be an outsider, but I feel very aware that they are a family, and I have just landed in their nest because of their Dad, and I don't yet fit.
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