When we moved into our old house, it was a sideways move. We went from a new three bedroom, three storey house with three bathrooms, a decent sized kitchen and dining area, no drive, on-street parking and a tiny patio to a three bedroom bungalow with one bathroom, a drive and a good sized garden. As the removal men walked into our little bungalow, you could see their hearts sank a little at the size of it. Why did we want to live somewhere smaller? But it was a quality of life move. We moved for the garden, the drive, the location and the school.
My husband and I had the smallest bedroom, my daughter’s bedroom now. As I woke up in the middle of that first night and looked over to where my ensuite bathroom should be and saw only a wall of boxes, I thought: ‘What have we done?’.
Less than a year later, we’d built our haven. A loft conversion. Mummy and Daddy’s spacious bedroom with an ensuite bathroom. Our bedroom is the best part of our house. It’s big with a full height ceiling, skylights and lots of light (because it hasn’t got a door, the stairs come straight up from the dining room).
It’s not as tidy as it was eight years ago, but it’s not bad. It’s certainly tidier than the rest of the house. It is relaxing and I love it.
Along with the lovely garden and trees it is the thing I will miss most about our house.
So will we have a haven at our new house?
Not really. Our new bedroom is one of the worst parts of the new house.
I love the upstairs of the new house, but our bedroom will be downstairs. After eight years of sleeping on a different floor to the kids, I can’t believe we’ll STILL be sleeping on a different floor to them! I wondered whether we should take the biggest bedroom upstairs instead, but I have this real thing about ensuite bathrooms. They are a haven too. It was a tough call, but I think we’ve made the right decision.
When I look at my not-so-good bedroom, I will need to remember the bigger picture. I might have lost my lovely, spacious haven, but I will have found enough bedrooms to go round, a bigger kitchen and I won’t have to go out to the garage to use the freezer any more!
And when the removal men walk into the new house, their hearts aren’t going to sink. Because it’s an amazing house.
I wrote this post before our move took off and ran away with us, before I realised that we weren’t moving straight from one haven to the next. So it might seem a bit out of date, but the love of my old bedroom is just the same.