Do you ever get those ideas you just know will work, and it's like reaching for something on the very top shelf, you can feel it with your finger tips, and if you kind of stroke a corner of the box you may just edge it down (probably crashing into your face as you dislodge it from the shelf) I am currently experiencing one of these ideas.
It seems like the more I look into it the more I can make it work, the more we talk about it, the more plausible it sounds. The more I think about it the more I realise it's exactly how I want every bit of my life to be!
Slightly worried I'm a bit too invested and just setting myself up for another 'nearly, better luck next time'
Friday, 12 July 2013
Monday, 1 July 2013
Oh, I do like to be beside the seaside..
Am I a bad person? I was so certain I would keep up with writing this to feel like I had some form of creative outlet. Anyway, here I am...
On Sunday we went to visit Seaton & Beer, a small coastal town in East Devon and an even smaller ancient fishing village, which still is running commercial fishing trips in traditional boats on a daily basis. We went to visit another store in the chain of coffee shops in which I work, as the manager has recently transfered and so creating a vacancy.
Katy and I both seem to somehow be small town people, strange considering most people rebel from their hometowns, but something must have become firmly routed in us. I feel so much more at home amongst small streets, indie shops, little cafes (odd, seeing as where I work..)
However we had always been quite sure we wanted to stay in Exeter for another couple of years, but I guess there was something about standing just above the beach and looking out across the beautiful coastline that just made us know it was the right thing to do.
So we are off to view a beautiful 3 bedroom townhouse today, we really shouldn't get excited because it says on the listing that they might not be keen on having a baby there, but I'm hoping she'll like us to much, and our enthusiasm for the house and village will make her buckle and let us in with good grace, if not we'll try to bribe her with decorating work, new kitchens and more money.
Since I first saw the house it's been so easy to picture friends popping in, local Beer families nipping to the shop and calling in for tea on the way back, people watching from the bay window in the living room which over looks the high street, having family and friends coming to stay for weekends for devon holidays by the sea, and one day in a few years time, having another little sprog to fill all the bedrooms.
It feels like I'm on the brink of our future, it feels like this is where we will be a family, make memories, buy our first home, start a small business, make ever lasting friends, and spend more time seeing the beautiful ones we have dotted around the country. I really hope it works out!
Just to prove I'm not making it sound better than it is, here's (someone else's) photo of what sits at the bottom of fore street (the road the house is on)...
On Sunday we went to visit Seaton & Beer, a small coastal town in East Devon and an even smaller ancient fishing village, which still is running commercial fishing trips in traditional boats on a daily basis. We went to visit another store in the chain of coffee shops in which I work, as the manager has recently transfered and so creating a vacancy.
Katy and I both seem to somehow be small town people, strange considering most people rebel from their hometowns, but something must have become firmly routed in us. I feel so much more at home amongst small streets, indie shops, little cafes (odd, seeing as where I work..)
However we had always been quite sure we wanted to stay in Exeter for another couple of years, but I guess there was something about standing just above the beach and looking out across the beautiful coastline that just made us know it was the right thing to do.
So we are off to view a beautiful 3 bedroom townhouse today, we really shouldn't get excited because it says on the listing that they might not be keen on having a baby there, but I'm hoping she'll like us to much, and our enthusiasm for the house and village will make her buckle and let us in with good grace, if not we'll try to bribe her with decorating work, new kitchens and more money.
Since I first saw the house it's been so easy to picture friends popping in, local Beer families nipping to the shop and calling in for tea on the way back, people watching from the bay window in the living room which over looks the high street, having family and friends coming to stay for weekends for devon holidays by the sea, and one day in a few years time, having another little sprog to fill all the bedrooms.
It feels like I'm on the brink of our future, it feels like this is where we will be a family, make memories, buy our first home, start a small business, make ever lasting friends, and spend more time seeing the beautiful ones we have dotted around the country. I really hope it works out!
Just to prove I'm not making it sound better than it is, here's (someone else's) photo of what sits at the bottom of fore street (the road the house is on)...
Who wants to visit?
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