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Bloemfontein!!

We have been in our new house for exactly a week and I must admit, I am so glad its not this time last week! We have settled into the house and aside from 2 boxes that have my stationery in, everything else has been unpacked. My paintings and photos went up as soon as possible to turn a house into a home and of course, being Christmas, a few dozen batches of mince pies were baked. Peter and the kids have got stuck in so I have hidden the last few as Father Christmas deserves a few mince pies before jetting off to the next house!
We are slowly getting to know our new home and I am pleased to say that I have a mall with everything I need in it a few hundred metres from the house! The kids are enjoying the bigger garden and spend most of the day picking wild flowers through the fence or playing in their splash pool, needless to say they both are starting to look as though we are at the coast instead of the middle of the Free State.


Here the kids are sitting on the steps leading down to the garden out the side door. Needless to say I had only one chance at a photo before they were off again.
I have spent the last week wondering how on earth we ever managed to fit into a townhouse, the extra space we have now is wonderful! I have learnt though that a human being is a very adaptable thing and we have slotted right back into a routine, albeit a slightly different one! Life seems to take us all in such different directions to what we had planned but I do believe its a better direction and that where we end up is where we are supposed to be. And it doesn't for one minute help to think about where we could have been or wether we are in the right place, we just have to enjoy the opportunities given to us. Enjoy the people you meet, the places you get to see and the ones you get to enjoy it with... 

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