Gone but not Forgotten (I promise!)

Moving house is one of the most stressful things you can do. I can confirm that doing it twice in less than a month causes breakouts of stress-related problems such as, and not limited to, eczema, psoriasis, weight gain, and probably more grey hairs. Thankfully though I’m blonde so will get away with the grey hairs for another few years!

So I have a totally legitimate reason for not posting anything in nearly two months. Or supporting anybody else’s posts. I haven’t even been on to read anything so I’ve a lot of catching up to do. If I follow you expect a deluge of notifications from me the next few days!

The best thing about being away from my laptop for a while was that I still had that urge to write. So much happened alongside the move that I wanted to sit down and put it all in words but I just never got the time. The first place I moved to I was staying with family and was pretty much restricted to living in just one room. I’d never been so sick of a takeaway as I was at that point as I rarely got the opportunity to use the kitchen. Add to that my stuff was split over three houses and my cats over another two and I was heading for a meltdown of ballistic proportions!

I got the phone call for my new house in the middle of August and I’m glad to say that I am all moved in and am well on the way to making it cosy for my son and me! But not before time either. When I got here the house was disgusting. Urine stains on the wood tiles upstairs, the walls and ceilings were nicotine yellow and there were stains everywhere. The person before me was a bit of a scruff really. It took a week of cleaning and painting just so I could move my stuff in.

If there’s a song lyric that accurately describes me the last two months it’s on The Script’s new album ‘Freedom Child’ from a song called ‘Arms Open’. (If you haven’t heard it, check it out on Spotify. It’s boss!)

“If you’re looking at the sky and thinking Lord you must be joking.”

I have cried so many times at the situations I was facing and then laughed like an idiot because it could only happen to me but now I am sat in my Living Room as I type this. No tv on and one of my puss cats sat on my arms while the fake flames in the fire flicker. I’ve had a bit of a pamper of myself and I’m feeling the epitome of zen. And I sit here and acknowledge that there’s still a lot of work to do on my house but that I’m out of the other side and my two months of being cursed by a deity above are over.

Meanwhile stay tuned for a boss post about a “free” holiday to the US in November. Purchase necessary.


Author: shadowandbird

I like travelling, cooking, and being creative. Working on #TheMinecraftProject Check out the hashtag on Insta and Twitter. I'm a single mum and so most of my activities are geared around my son.

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