Almost.
I am packed. The washing machine is running through a last load before I put some cleaning stuff in it. The fridge-freezer has been turned off, ready for both to be collected tomorrow morning. My internet gets turned off tomorrow but I’ll be back online on Saturday afternoon when my new house gets connected up.
I am stressed. It’s not fun, this moving lark. The clinical psychiatrist I was seeing to sort out my anxiety and depression says because of my obsessive and ritualistic traits any change in my routine causes upset and anxiety. There is nothing more disturbing to my routine than moving. Everything is out of place because I’ve had to pack it all up and I really don’t like my stuff being moved about.
I collect my keys and sign the paperwork tomorrow afternoon. I shall be calmer once that is done and then I’ll really relax once I’m moved, and have got everything back in its place.
A box of books arrived today, from Pen & Sword books. Two more arrived on Tuesday from HQ, and I also received a book from an author who had contacted me directly for a review. That’s ten books this week. I have so much to read, it’s brilliant. It’ll keep me entertained for a few weeks anyway. At the moment I’m reading Best Day Ever by Kaira Rouda from HQ. I’m enjoying it so far.
Everything Is Better With Dragons 