I've got some exciting news. After what feels like forever (although realistically, only four months) my house has sold! That means I'm moving back into my beloved Edinburgh, and into a wee flat all to myself.
|Tenements by Cassandra Harrison|
So now I am packing. I have to work out how to fit half the contents of a three bedroom house into a one bedroom flat, and try to be ruthless about what I hold onto and what goes to the charity shop. Craig & I have tonnes of furniture that we aren't quite sure what to do with (anyone fancy a sofa?), aaaand I have to sort through boxes that are still untouched from our last move. Gulp.
But I'm going back to the city! After two years of long commutes & freezing buses, I'm moving just across the road from my work. I'll be in an old building again, one with views over Edinburgh rooftops. Once again, I can meet up with friends on only a moment's notice, I can spend my Sunday mornings in coffee shops, and I'll save a fortune on taxi fares.
I have a week to say goodbye to the suburbs. It isn't the right place for me now, but I loved it when it was. I'll miss the views from my street - you can see the cobweb of lights across Edinburgh, the darkness of the Forth, and the distant whisper of Fife. I'll miss the absolute quiet of the farm tracks near my house. There is no better place to walk when you want a moment of peace to yourself. I'll miss how clear the skies are, and how well you can see the stars. I'll miss the smell of country air, of living next to fields and parks and trees.
But that's life, isn't it? Things change, and that's okay. It's a series of different moments, and I am going to make sure mine are as fun as they can be.
(Plus, for the first time in six years I won't have to run decorating decisions by anyone!).