So I'm still alive; just limited to mobile internet at the moment.
But, most importantly, I've moved.
I've been in my new flat for nearly two weeks now. And I'm still totally disorganised, still have things to unpack, things to buy to make the place more at home (AND I still need to decide on a gas and electricity supplier)... but I'm LOVING living on my own.
That feeling at night when I walk in my flat door and look around knowing I don't have to see anyone else if I don't want to. . . It's amazing!
All the dirty dishes in the sink, if there are any, are mine. I don't need to go to bed with my teeth unbrushed because I can't get into my bathroom. I have four rooms to myself! I feel so relaxed when I get home.
I'm almost . . . happy. It's weird. But deal with it. ;-)