Yes, yes, I know. I'm beginning to sound like a stuck record...I feel like a stuck record. But here we are, still in England, still no completion date.
So it's time to launch Operation Relocation in earnest. This week, I will not tolerate inactivity. I will not take no for an answer.
We WILL be in Scotland in 3 weeks.
I'm going to start by phoning our solicitor 3 times a day for the next 48 hours. If that doesn't yield results, I'll increase the frequency to 4 times a day. By the end of Wednesday, I'm hoping they'll be so sick of me, they'll move heaven and earth to to secure a completion date.
Next on the agenda, packing. If we're going to be in Scotland in 3 weeks (positive thoughts, positive thoughts), I need to give the cosmos a good nudge in the right direction. I reckon if I start packing, fate will catch on to my plan and help me move things in the right direction.
Then there's my new mantra: "We will be living in Scotland by the end of March, mortgage free and ready for new adventures".
What do you think? What else can I do? We NEED to be in Scotland by the end of March.
Any positive vibes, thoughts or advice gratefully received!