Dear diary...It’s nearly time to go. To leave everything behind and walk off into next year and the unknown. The house is leased, and everything is wrapping up.
My head has been buried in storage quotes, listing, bartering and selling of ‘stuff’, catching up with the people I’m going to miss, preparing for Christmas, arranging cleaners and removalists, flights and accommodation, and trying not to think about the packing required. All while operating on minimum sleep and making sure our little 4-week old Sonny is fed, clean, snuggled and happy.
Sometimes I feel like my head is going to explode and other times I just think ‘god this is going to be great’.
Once we’ve actually left, the serenity will come, yes?