I just can’t help myself.
It’s midnight; I’m itchy all over & I can hear loud purring. My view right now.
But she’s beautiful and affectionate and already I want to keep feeding her and plot for us to take over the world. Why do we suddenly own a six year old cat? That’s a story for another time. For now I must try and have a… cat nap.
A cat. Naaaap. Uggh. Sorry.
Hello 2016. It’s been the busiest whirlwind since I managed to sit down and write in this blog. A lot has happened.
I’ve moved on and up in this funny little planet we live on. I hung up my headset forever and moved to a city I’ve daydreamed about living in for as long as I can remember.
I moved in with the most wondrous person I know (don’t tell him that) and the past six weeks have been a delight. I do more washing up than I used to do and a lot more food shopping (seriously, how do we manage to go through all that food so quickly?) but it’s lovely and new and the weird quasi-guilt I feel at leaving my home town is cushioned with the spontaneous massages and bearded face I somehow get to enjoy on a daily basis.
Selfie with the landlord.
I have tried and managed not to neglect my friends. I’ve been back home most weekends, hosted one of them through here and I spent a whole week with a trio of them in the land of baguettes and vin rouge.
I have neglected my happy days posting in favour of going off and being happy. But who knows what the year will bring. I’m looking forward to it.