Moving on Saturday

Sometimes I think I might have given away too much...

My boyfriend drove me to the cat adoption centre on Wednesday. I don't see them advertised on the website yet. Funny feellng on my last day of work walking at 5.30 from his place to open the back door of the cinema to do my last shift with the hoover and the mop. No need to pop into my place first and feed the miouwing clamour. I can stay away as many days as I like - no need to run back or to arrange for  friends to feed them.

Might never keep a cat again, can content myself by fussing strange furballs in the street. My choice.

My house goes to the lettings agency who are confident they can find tenants. It's one of the cheaper streets in Exmouth and it's close to the shopping centre and the beach. i have to pay up for essential repairs first. I shouldn't tell you this but my house is 148 years old and perhaps it's only the paint on the walls that holds it together.

Might never live in a house with two bedrooms, a sitting room and a courtyard garden again. Too many rooms for a single person.

I'm giving my best friend here a couple of small presents and a little neglected shrub. She wanted a nasturtium but you have to grow them from seed, they're too leggy and stringy to take cuttings from.

My boyfriend's doing GBH on my courtyard garden tomorrow. Not everyone likes big banana trees and 12 ft bamboo overhanging a small space. My daughter's comment last year - 'It's out of control'.She likes to spread out and get the sun on her face. She's away now, working and travelling in Australia. 

The one thing I know right now is to stay friends with my boyfriend and my friends. I was scared I would lose them - that they would get angry that I would be around less. But Bournemouth isn't the moon and I'll be back a lot. 

Plenty to do, plenty of clutter to strip away, plenty to think about and I'm only moving from Exmouth to Bournemouth, renting a studio flat there for a year. And learning to teach English as a Foreign Language. It's all happening in English and I've lived in Bournemouth before. 

And 12 months later, pare down to the core and do it all again in Spanish. Next time could be from Bournemouth to Buenos Aires.