...And Counting

This is going to be a blog post in bullets and in no particular order. I don't think I have it in me to construct a coherent sentence, but I'm desperate to write something.

• This is the last weekend in this house and I've hardly been here. It's very weird. Boy disappeared off to London and in a way, it feels like he's already left home.
• I spent 2 hours looking at curtains for the flat. I came out of the shop with 2 plastic boxes and 2 lunch containers.
• The exercise has worked! On Friday evening, Dave took me for a bike ride. It was the route that previously took me hours...I did it in 40 minutes and when we stopped, it was to look around. I think I surprised him somewhat.
• My butt still hurts from the bike ride. 
• I am really rubbish at DIY. Tomorrow, it will be the third time I try and get the kitchen right.
• I have way too much shit in my house. Why do I have so many knick knacks? And stones. What is it about stones?
• The flat is beginning to feel like home again. Even if it is filled with DIY detritus and has nothing of mine in it yet.
• My neighbours are pleased to see me move back. It's really touching how they have all come up to me in the last few weeks to have a chat, to welcome me back.
• When I first rocked back to the flat, I was shocked and appalled how badly maintained the outside was and spent half a day cleaning and clearing up the communal area. A couple of weeks later the family downstairs cleared out the patch of ground behind them.
• The Cat knows something is up and is stressing. I'm concerned how she'll cope with the upheaval. Heck. I'm concerned with how I'm going to cope with the upheaval.
• I'm putting the stuff I don't want outside the house, so people can help themselves. I don't have the time to spend cataloguing and flogging the stuff on-line. Also, if someone needs it and can use it, why not?
• Acrylic nails are brilliant. I'm on my third set and they are lasting so well and it's lovely having good nails, even if they are covered in paint.
• In the next 5 days, we will have finished the renovations on the flat and moved. 
• If the previous statement doesn't show the power of positive thinking, I don't know what will.
• Realistically, I'm going to move and then have about a month's worth of niggling tasks to finish off. 
• I worry that the month's worth of tasks will remain unfinished for years.
• I am desperate to get back to writing and working. It feels like my Life and Plans for World Domination have been on hold for the last 3 months. Not to mention the money that has been leaking from my bank account.
• My hayfever is appalling at the moment. My eyes itch and stream. Ugh.
• I beat sinusitis last week. I'm so chuffed. Though I definitely can't recommend anyone else snort Tea Tree Oil. I think I broke every aromatherapy rule with that one. But I'm still here and I'm not coughing up the greenies anymore.
• The most difficult part of moving will be my study. My Goddess do I have a lot of crap in here and no, I mustn't lose anything. And that's not even talking about half of the books!
• I have this week off. Next week, it'll be all Go Go Go! at work and then I will spend money I don't have to colour and cut my hair, get some eyebrows and have a facial.
• All this exercise malarky has given me ideas above my station. I'm now thinking of taking up running and martial arts.
• I am genuinely shocked Dave still wants to be with me after the last 3 months. I've leaned on him heavily and I know I've driven him nuts and he's got his own stuff to deal with. I think he's nuts. A sane man would have been running for the hills right about now. Instead, he spends his time contemplating my kitchen and how we are going to tile it.
• I'm not going to worry about healthy eating this week. If I remember to eat at all, it's going to be a miracle.
• I am now just a little bit excited about moving and the next part of my Life.