The joys of living ‘in limbo’…. .

So all our stuff is now in storage and we are living in the van on the drive during the day and retiring to sleep in the house at night on the mattress that’s been dragged out of the van.  I’m not sure what the neighbours think but I don’t really care!  I started work at 7.30am on Saturday (for the last 4 months since resigning from my job with the DWP I’ve been a Post woman) and I left Tim doing a few chores at home.  I was expecting to be back by 3pm but I phoned Tim to say I was delayed and wouldn’t be home until about 4.30pm.  Now what has been really nice about these last four months of working on a Saturday is that Tim has cooked me a slap up meal for when I get home after my round.  This is what I was expecting when I walked through the door after trudging in hideous wind and rain for 6 hours delivering post.  I’d had nothing to eat or drink since 7.00am (my fault, I know) and what was I greeted with when I got home?? This:

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Oh well, the oven’s gone – so much for my slap up meal today!

Yep, a gaping hole where the oven had been!  Aaarrrggghh, Tim gave the oven away to a guy we’d met at the storage place who had just moved house and didn’t have any white goods!  The guy stopped by on Saturday morning and collected the oven and a few other things from us and will be back next Sunday to collect the washing machine!  So much for my dreams of a roast dinner! Doh!

To be fair Tim got the BBQ out and cooked something on that so all was well in the end. At least he had the foresight to keep the washing machine for another week as I had planned on having everything up to date on the washing front, including some jackets, before we leave next week.

I washed our down jackets yesterday and I cycled off on a mercy mission to our friends Di and Chris to use their tumble dryer, as it’s the only decent way to get them dry, and we’ve never had one!  Thank you for the lend of it!  I did tell Tim that they’d fed me a slap up roast dinner whilst I was there waiting for the jackets to dry but I’m not sure he believed me!

I was up bright and early this morning leaving Tim to a lie in and i went out, in my dressing gown, to the van to update the blog and catch up on emails as the internet works reliably from there.  What I did forget was that when I emerged from the van a couple of hours later it was now light and I was still in my dressing gown.  I had to hang onto it in the gale force winds as I’m not sure it would have been quite the Marilyn Monroe moment should it have blown up on the way from the van into the house.  More like Bet Lynch after a late night out I expect!  Ah well, more for the neighbours to speculate about!


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We are Jane and Tim and we recently gave up our jobs and rented out our house to persue a life of travel across Europe in our motorhome called Ollie.

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