Time to move on...

Its difficult to leave a place that has given you so much happiness for so long.
This was the feeling that I had last night, sitting on the couch and looking at the bare kitchen and walls in our townhouse of the last 6 years. I remember the day we moved in - Dec 15th, 2001. K and I used a cooler box as a fridge for about a week whilst our fridge was in the process of being delivered. We put up some terrible pink hand-me-down curtains in the lounge whilst we hunted for fabric and waited for our new curtains to be made up.Over the years however, we accumulated, decorated and shuffled our things around, turning an echo'ey space into a comfortable home - one that we have loved since the day we took the plunge and signed our lives away. So its with a hint of sadness that we pack up our memories into cardboard boxes, and move onto a new echo'ey space - a space that will require lots of time and attention, but that will hopefully reward us with many more happy times. Its exciting. Its new. The nostalgia will quickly evaporate. Its time to move on.