Good luck and do your best

Now we enter a new phase. A new week has begun in our new flat.

 

It has been a very busy time, but I've been glad of the chaos, the crazy packing and unpacking. It felt rather cleansing. It all went smoothly and we were pleased to find that all of our things fit nicely in and around the rooms, although it's smaller than our old flat, it has lots more storage and it's got character. It's also peaceful and quiet, I really love it and I think Chris does too.

I was apprehensive about the commute this morning as it's a whole new territory that I'm not used to. But it all went fine and I got to work early. As I stepped onto the train I suddenly felt a lot more grown up. I was starting a new tenancy with a long term partner with the idea to stay for more than a year. I know it's thinking very far ahead in the future, but I'm looking at it as the last place we rent before we buy somewhere. But who knows what will happen.

 

I feel foolish about my previous posts, still obsessing over things that aren't real. When will I forgive myself?

I am glad though that all is fine. It re-confirmed what I knew all along; that we're not ready for all of that yet - I want all of it to happen and in the near future too, just not right now. If it's meant to be, it's meant to be. Really, I want it all to happen in the right order...