God, that title sounds like something out of chick-lit or a self help book eh?
I'm nearly out of my '20s' in terms of weeks, and Kitchen-and-DIY-a-geddon are pretty much over! The flat is nearly ready for market (it makes it sound like one of the three little pigs!) and everything. Alex's parents are on their way home - thank you SO much guys for your help, and I'll post pics of all our handiwork next week when everything is cleaned and tidied. We're hoping to have the flat on the rental market by Tuesday/Wednesday next week, as I have agents coming over Monday to value the gaff. So next week will be the start of my '30s' and of (hopefully) sorting the big Midlands move. God, it feels very scary writing that. Moving. A new life. A new house and soon anew baby... AAAAAAAAARGH! Now I'm scared, it's all becoming very, very real and very, very scary! I am not going to miss London one jot, but I am going to miss all my friends here. Who am I going to go for coffee with in M&S with now eh Luce?
Everything is going to be so radically different within weeks, and yeah, I am genuinely scared. A 'good' scared mind!
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