Wordless weekend

Goodbye old stuff

By the look in your eys, I can tell your'e gonna cry....

Earlier this year...or no, it was actually last last year, (der!) there was a My Place and Yours I loved reading, but didn't participate in. I thought about what it would be, my clothes, my sewing machine, my couch etc, but couldn't really decide. But as Paul Young is my favourite singer EVER I have been humming along to this song for many many years- and now it has hit me.

2 days ago we got our Notice to Vacate- after 5 and 3/4 yrs, my landlord wants to move in and my little Miss and I are on the house hunt trail. Wow. Shock. Anger. Fear. What wasn't I thinking? My first thought was devastation- I had an amazing pair of friends 2 houses away I don't think I can live without; I can walk into IGA with no bra on and messy hair and not feel like any one's looking at me; this is my home! Where I breastfed my little girl and she learned to walk; where she ate cat poo and we got a cat and dog (in that order, too!); where there have been 6 birthdays; 6 Christmases; where I threw her fathers clothes on the front lawn and told him to never come back (he believed me the 3rd time!); where I studied and gained my third university piece of paper; where my love of sewing came out. And that's just me! Imagine a 6yrs old reaction.....

But isn't it funny how things turn out. In reassuring my girl we would be fine ("I am not living anywhere with a landlord AGAIN!!!) I told her "I don't care where I live, I'd live in a stinky toilet as long as I'm with you" (which didn't get the expected giggle until much later) I realised I was actually telling the truth- the crazy girl is all I need, and as long there is a roof over our head, we'll be fine.

This is what has made me contemplate moving quite a few suburbs away, wheras I thought I could never leave Yarraville; a whole new area to explore; a new house to make homey; new people to meet; new take-a-away places to try; new ops shops to find; my positivity astounds me. My successful battle with drinking has left my head clear and my mind ready to open a new chapter, a fresh start and see what happens.

Does anyone have any boxes?