Change. It's here.

We've put down the deposit and requested a moving date for the end of June. We've spoken to our landlord who finally responded. I'm still trying to work out whether his reply was genuine or sarcastic. I especially am worried about 1 particular sentence. Now, I feel knotted up ... I love .. No, I loved this house. Now, it's just an oversized pile of bricks stuffed with our things. I need to leave. I've withdrawn my heart from here now. I can't say I've fallen in love with the new house, but I know that it's the right thing to do, and my children don't care, all that is important to them is that the 4 of us are together. That's it. Wow. I do like change ... Change is good.

Now .. I'm off to make some cheese on toast.

And dream of the challenge that is upcoming ...