Back again

Well I said I wouldn't be back before the move but here I am. Moving so far - touch wood - hasn't been as stressful as I'd anticipated, mostly because I asked my Mum to come down and help us at the weekend when we managed to move the majority of our furniture, and all of our books, CDs, records etc into the new house. The ground floor of the house is near enough complete now and ready to move into, with mostly just essentials left behind here at our rental. It's a bit awkward with the car seat as we can't transport much up to the house in the car,  but it will work out. We will be moving in for good in 2 or 3 weeks.
In the meantime we have just been getting things a bit straighter here. I've been getting a bit anxious about the amount of open packets of food we have in the cupboard - so much so that I have been put off cooking and instead mostly living off bread which does me no good - so Will has gotten everything out and we are going to try and work our way through it. It doesn't look so intimidating out on the counter but I have to be honest I wish I could just throw it all away and start again.

After being recommended it by a friend I bought the book The Artist's Way, and have been really getting into it. I've started writing my morning pages while I'm in the tub in the morning, and am feeling more validated in my creativity. I think that's all it is, but if you need it you need it. It seems mad now that for my whole life my plan was to be an artist, I studied for it and I worked for it, and now it's not a part of my life at all. I am satisfied being a wife and a mother, but when I always considered being creative so important I think it's been quite damaging to my confidence and happiness trying to leave it behind. I am very much looking forward to being in our now home and being secure and permanent and surrounded by those hills.
This week it was the three year anniversary of Will proposing to me. About a year ago I lost the piece of amber from my engagement ring, much to my distress, and it has lived in my purse since then. Will surprised me this week by having a new stone made for it and the setting improved by a silversmith. I suspect not thrifty, but very romantic, and my ring sits proudly on my finger once more.
That's all for now. I have resolved this week to be more focused and better at my job, which is bringing me quite a lot of unnecessary stress at the moment. Toodleoo.