The most important things are now tucked safely in my suitcase, holiday stitching supplies.
It's been quite a year (yes I know it's not over yet). I never imagined I would ever leave this house but it seems I will be doing just that four days after returning from my holiday.
Our holiday has been booked for months, it was booked before I even thought about moving house. I don't think I have ever looked forward to a break as much as I am looking forward to this one. Most of the packing for our move is done, there's just a few things to sort out when we get back so I am going to wallow in the relaxation whilst I am away. (and try not to buy too much which will have to be packed when I get back)
So, 2018. A house move, a family trauma, lots of angst and not a little heartache but hopefully a happy future in our new place to look forward to.
I could be gone for three weeks. It depends how soon I can get online after the house move.
Miss you already.