I've just had the most stressful week in a very long time, but well, it doesn't matter, because today is a lovely day, M is coming back from a ski trip tonight, and I'm excited by all the future has to offer. If everything goes to plan we'll be moving to London in August. I'm thinking South, possibly Balham or Streatham, but we'll see. M has an amazing job lined up; my plans are slightly more vague, but who cares? Spring is coming, and after that summer, and then I'll be in London.
There is no doubt I will miss my lovely little bedroom though.