As you may know, we're in the middle of moving house. If you have a nose through my Twitter stream, you'll see it's been a bit fraught, not least because our mortgage provider can't spell 'Jonathan'. Anyway, the lease on my lovely cosy little cottage has now expired and as of this week, it has new tenants. Consequently, as of last weekend, we are now all in The Beloved's flat.
Cat #1: unmoved by The Move
It's a nice flat. Spacious, bright, airy. On the second floor. Yes, the second floor. Cat #2 hasn't complained yet, but it won't take him long. Keep your fingers crossed for the house sale to be finalised soon!
Cat #2 found his favourite toy behind the sofa in The Move
We're braced for it all to happen very quickly when the paperwork is finally all present and correct. It's odd not knowing when or whether we'll be here or there, and a little unsettling. But in the middle of all this confusion, some things continue with reassuring regularity.