It's Monday now. I move home on Wednesday. Two days. This past week has been intense and amazing and a little heartbreaking all in one go.


TJ's parents were here from late last week until Tuesday and it was great to spend some quality time with them. Teej and I have been together for years but with living in a different country, seeing each other's family kinda goes out the window at times because we're spending all our time with our own when we visit.

During their visit we went on lots of trips to various places in the area but my favourite was a day trip to the Emma Bridgewater factory. If anywhere is going to make you want to throw away all your hard earned money on crockery, this place is it. It's based in Stoke and I'd highly recommend their experience day. Painting and afternoon tea is included!

Behind the scenes action ______________________________________ My evenings all through the week have been dedicated to theatre. Tuesday & Wednesday consisted of rehearsals and making sure everything was ready for our show 'Rock of Ages', and Thursday, Friday and Saturday were dedicated to performing our hearts out in front of an audience. This was the best show I've ever been in. The whole experience was amazing from start to finish and the show received some fantastic reviews. I've spent nearly two years with this drama group and as of last night, my last performance with them was done. Its hard to describe how I feel about leaving them behind. It has been an absolute honour to share a stage with some of the most talented people I've ever come across but it breaks my heart a little that I won't be up there with them for the next show.  On reflection, I'm lucky. A lot of people don't ever get to share their passion with a group of amazing, likeminded and talented people who inspire them to push themselves.  I'll miss them most of all. Rock of Ages ______________________________ Now all the excitement is over, I'm suffering major post show blues and am ready for the house to be left behind. There are boxes everywhere you turn, and countless more trips to the dump and the charity shop have been made. We pick up our moving van tomorrow so some of our boxes can be moved out of the house and into it ready for leaving on Wednesday morning. This move has been a year in the making but it still feels like it has just snuck up on us.  Come at me Wednesday. Until next time,

     Well, this past week has been a tad manic. On Saturday evening I finished my last ever shift in work which was far more emotional that I had anticipated! I was greeted with flowers, a card & a mahoosive cookie and lots of hugs. I was fortunate to work with an amazing bunch of people and I will truly miss them.

 Firstly, Apologies for the radio silence between my first post and this one, TJ and I went on holiday the week after the last post and we've been super busy with work and the house since then. But I'm back! Today has been the first real motion towards prepping the house for the move and we're feeling pretty good about it so far. We started the morning off by going round the various rooms in the house and picking out items that we wouldn't need or want for the move to try and condense the volume of stuff for packing in the van.





TJ got out his fancy tape and placed a strip on the floor to map out what was going to the charity shop and what was heading to the dump. This made life so much easier as we could just plonk things on the floor and there was still a modicum of organisation.




This was the result of a brief skim through the kitchen cupboards. It's so difficult to make the judgement call on what can be tossed when you can't be 100% sure you won't need it again before you leave. We've tried to be as ruthless as possible even though it was only a small amount of things that we moved today.

So once the piles were sorted on the living room floor, we collected up the items headed for the dump and we went and disposed of them. After the dump we made our way to our local Tesco supermarket and pleaded with the very nice fruit & veg man* if we could take some boxes off his hands.


*Note: He himself was not actually made from fruit & veg (Just to clarify).



We were obviously in the right place at the right time because the nice man in Tesco's appeared with a big stack of boxes for us to take for free. This is definitely the thing to try if you need boxes. We see people in the likes of IKEA actually buying boxes for moving and they could save so much money!



The latter part of the day was spent packing up the charity shop items into the car then dropping them off and getting a celebratory cup of coffee. Last stop was to Home Bargains for home cleaning supplies. The house is a little run down but we're determined to leave it in the best possible condition and get most of our deposit back so we can put it towards our mortgage fund!

   Let me start with a bit of background, set the scene as such. My name is Megan, I'm 23 and from Northern Ireland originally. I have spent the last five years living in England and at least the last three years wondering why on earth i'm still here.