Good morning all! I hope you all had a fabulous weekend and are ready to take on the week!
I just had my last weekend ever living with my parents at my childhood home, and although I've been avoiding packing for the last few weeks, it started feeling very real on Saturday when we signed the tenancy agreement and started sorting out power and insurance and internet, so I put on some nineties tunes and started packing up my books yesterday... five boxes later... hmmm. And not only is it starting to feel real, it's feeling really, really exciting! In one week Josh and I will be starting our lives together in our cozy little one-bedroom place. We'll have our own kitchen, our own lounge, our own bathroom, and no flatmates - just us! Bliss!
And although it's hard leaving my childhood behind in boxes crammed in my old wardrobe, it's a cleansing feeling only taking what I need (yes, I NEED my books, all five boxes of them!) and starting afresh... I am contemplating bringing my two little friends Floppy and Flappy, however (dog soft toys that I've had since I was about ten), but I think I'll have to draw the line at my giant Bugs Bunny...
