My move went extremely smoothly, apart from an obligatory trio of catastrophes which struck in quick succession: I lost the keys to the hired van, got a parking ticket and then pranged it! At that point I was starting to think I was headed for disaster, but everything else went like a dream, and I got into my new place at 10pm. Moved all my stuff in the next morning, and was already 'in' by the next day, in that I had enough unpacked and enough furniture set out that it already felt like a home rather than a warehouse.
I have felt extremely relaxed and very well so far, and haven't suffered any sort of setback through the effort and stress of the move. I do feel that I am now in the right place for me, and am adjusting to country life. The total lack of buses on a Sunday will take some getting used to! Have started to make a few contacts, but have been quite busy slowly straightening out my home and exploring the area, so haven't had too much time yet to find friends. I haven't yet felt lonely, although the lack of things to do in the evening is a big change for me. It'll be good to slowly find out what's going on in the local community.
Having my sister and her family nearby has been a lovely new part of my life, and with my parents now not too far away, I'm starting to have more contact with my family than I have done for many years.
I do feel that this move has given me the new lease of life I hoped it would, and a far better chance of getting back to full health.
I don't yet have internet access at home, which is why this is the first post for ages. Posts are likely to be soporadic until after the new year.