Change is in the wind

Today is a big day, but it's not my biggest day yet to come. It is nonetheless an important day.

Today is the day that the house I have lived in for 20 years, goes on the market. I've probably wanted to move for 15 of those years, but due to life, circumstances and shit happening it never happened.

The house looks clean, fresh and spacious. Bright and airy. I am knackered!

I'm sitting here starving but can't make much needed breakfast for fear of making a mess. The estate agent is due in 10 minutes and I just need to make it until after they have left and I make a feast.

I do however need to build the new habits of cleaning up immediately after myself so that there isn't much to do whenever I have a viewing.

What will the future hold for me and my boy? So exciting!

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