Of course, I still have 'the cupboard of doom' to do and several boxes I haven't unpacked since I last moved eight years ago. *Really* looking forward to both...

I'll be cutting my grass for the last time soon. I'm doing lots of things for the last time. A couple of months ago it was decorating (and I gave away all my decorating stuff), last month it was 'dealing with estate agents' and this month it's lawnmowers. It feels EPIC. No more home decorating, EVER.

I look like the human version of a half moon, weirdly. Spent the morning applying refrigerated aloe vera gel. Still, could have been worse...

If my roof blows off an hour before he shows up, I'm walking off a cliff. Just sayin'.

The upside is that I get to have out-loud conversations with myself and not look like my cheese finally fell of my cracker.