There’s only one cure for a moment like that.

Over the past 15 years I seem to have accumulated a huge volume of largely unnecessary stuff. And after today I know it all intimately.

My day started at 5am being enticed out of bed by the gym. It so much harder getting out of bed at 5-something when you don’t have work in its strictest sense to go to. Good god what is it going to be like night after night? Let’s not think about that just yet.

Steve (of crossfit) had clearly spent a huge amount of time conjuring up an internationally themed training session and for that I’m touched. It certainly set the tone for the day. Hard but not impossible.

Packing. Re-packing. Unpacking. Repeat. And again.

The house is now empty, the specification list written and the builders are in tomorrow. I did it! The plan I’d concocted on the back of an envelope back in March has been successfully deployed and I’m outtahere!

Thank god for the little smiles that have happened throughout the day. And the bar of Fruit and Nut.

Standing room only on a 2-hour train journey. Seems like there is little luxury left to savour. Apart from my bed at home. Yummy! See you soon mum!

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