I'm awake because my mind was racing as I tried to get to sleep. I've just spent the last two evenings sorting and packing my stuff in my room and the loft. I think finally this is all beginning to become real and sink in to me. I'm moving into my own house!! kissycat1000 asked me earlier tonight if I was sad to be leaving this house as I've been in it for 3 years, the longest I've been anywhere since leaving home - in some ways I will be sad. But in most ways I feel I've already left - I'd stopped making improvements to my standard of living in this house, I didn't spend a lot of time here, etc.
I've sifted through a lot of my past - chucked all my uni notes, old cards, paperwork, that sort of thing. I've also chucked a whole load of stuff that cropped up from my previous relationship with Kerry. It was kind of weird in that it felt almost just like any other clutter. *sigh*. Odd.
One thing I did find was an old photo of the back of my head. Not very interesting, you might think. Well. I was 12. It was of a school assembly. In Indonesia. And I was speaking to H.R.H. The Princess of Wales. So I guess it was an important photograph.
I look almost emaciated in the photo. Puberty and steroids (for medical reasons) certainly changed things a lot! My appetite increased four-fold and never decreased again.
Anyway, my plan over the next week is to spend tomorrow night with kissycat1000, then Friday night through to Sunday I'll be at a friend's near Reading enjoying a LAN, back to kissycat1000's on Sunday, work from home on Monday at kissycat1000's; pack the remaining bits and pieces and dismantle furniture etc on Tuesday and Wednesday nights and move on Thursday. Friday I move ev1ldonut into the room I'll have just left..
Then I have my dad and step-mum turning up on Saturday evening and staying the night. Hopefully they'll be bringing a fridge-freezer with them.
The rest of the week is going to be spent trying to get some order to the place until Thursday evening when my mum (and possibly her boyfriend and/or my sister) will be turning up, and Friday I'm on holiday to spend with them.
Then Saturday is the party!! Good lord. No rest for the wicked. Certainly not right now, anyway. It's nearly 4am. I've spent the last few hours having some very enjoyable games of Magic: The Gathering with rik to pass the time. I don't think I'm going to be in at 9am. I'll either call in sick or work from home, most likely the former at this rate *sigh*. Ah well can't be helped. Let's try again at this sleeping thing.