Before I move in...

The last few weeks have been dreadfully stressful. I have got a lingering flu and no energy to do anything active, even tennis. I've lost muscle but hopefully not put on too much fat. I know. I know. I obsess about fat too often.

I think some of that is mental because of the strain of having to look for a new home but now that I've paid the rental on it, I am feeling much more relieved. The nice landlady has offered to do a bit of renovation and refurbishment for me so I'll only be able to start moving my stuff in sometime after the end of this month. In a way, I'm both happy and sad at having to move because I've lived in my current home since 2004 but all my horoscopes did say that some things would end for me this year, so I'll just have to move on.

And then, my beloved old car which has carried me through happy times and sad ones is also ready to give up the ghost, too. I've done everything to make it road worthy and it's still functioning but it's definitely on its last legs so once I have my provident funds in hand next year, I'll have to say goodbye to it, too.

So many good byes this year.