For example - our buyers got their mortgage approved and we are now waiting to hear from their surveyor. Our solicitor has received the home seller information from our seller which they can now send to us along with our purchase contract to be read and be ready for signing for when we get the 'Sign it!' go ahead. And our solicitors also wanted another payment from us so they can start the searches for Damson Cottage. Which has left us doing not very much really, because there is nothing much we can do, apart from making another payment to the solicitor.
Well, I say 'nothing.' We've had 4 removal companies visit this week, and they have all sent their quotations attached to which have been a baffling array of Terms and Conditions and Insurances and Advice and Options and Stuff all in teeny tiny writing and all of which I have been ploughing through in an attempt to make an informed and sensible decision about which one to trust with our worldly possessions. The jury is currently half in, half out...
I did manage to get Flora Bijou Mybug a cat carrier sorted though, and very gratifyingly, as soon as I got it home and presented it to her, door open, she marched inside, sat down and said, 'Where are we going then?' My plan had been to put it in my arty-crafty writing room where she hangs out for most of the day when I am at work, furnish it with a cushion and let her get used to it as a comfy sleeping place before she finds herself having to spend 4 hours in it with the door closed and inside a car, but it looks like she'll be okay with the accommodation. Job done!
Decluttering continues but on a reduced scale - well, I suppose it would be wise to take some of our possessions with us! - and I have also started a more detailed and regular programme of cleaning, the idea being that on Moving Day itself I shall have to do little more than a quick hoover, a quick wipe and a quick dust as the removal chaps empty the house. No nasty surprises under the fridge, behind the sideboard or on top of the bathroom cabinet for me!
And me and his Lordship Malarkey continue to admire pictures of our new home and chat about what we plan to do when we arrive, like lollop on a blanket by one of the hedges and watch the birds dip in and out, and sit out under the stars in our no light pollution environment. We also tried to count from the photos how many trees there are in our new garden - we counted at least 17! This is very exciting!!
So that is it, I am afraid. Not much excitement (although Flora is obviously very thrilled with her new cat basket!) but everything moving onwards quietly behind the scenes.