So we signed the contract, paid our deposit and got the keys for our new place today. We move tomorrow. The movers are booked for 10am tomorrow and we are confident that we can have all our belongings in Coquitlam by the middle of the afternoon. We even got away with not having to pay a severe pet deposit and there is no clause in the contract stating we can only have one pet so I'm hoping to start looking for puppies fairly soon as a surprise for the boy. We've wanted to get a playmate for Mylo for a long time, and now that we finally have the space and a landlord that will allow it, we can finally go ahead - yay!! We get to go and pick up pup tomorrow evening. We've not seen him for three weeks now and we have missed him like crazy. Mylo and J are especially close and I know J missed him mega masses, so I'll have two happy, contented boys in bed with me tomorrow night.
I am tragically excited by the prospect of sleeping in my own bed tomorrow night. It's been over a month, and as a shift worker and a sleep-o-holic my bed is one of my favoritest places in the world. It's where sleep and sex happen, often one after the other. What can there be to criticise about that set up, as there's only one thing I love more than sleep ;o) ...ok, maybe more than one thing but you know what I mean. I'm working a night shift right now so the prospect of climbing into my own bed tomorrow super tired and relaxed is absolute bliss. Plus the prospect of not having to live out of suitcases and handwash the 5 pairs of underwear that I took back to the UK every few nights, or using hotel towels which seem determined to be rough as a badgers arse and *small* is extremely appealing. My body wrapped in a white towel that doesn't quite cover everything...definately a look I can live without ;o)
More than anything else right now I just feel happy and grateful. I am so ridiculously blessed. My world is filled with people that I love. We've had amazing support from family through this, especially J's parents. As far as I'm concerned, whatever the whole West Vancouver experience ends up costing us is irrelevant, we dodged a huge feisty blonde bullet and I'm just pleased she showed her true colours as quickly as she did. We have found a home that is far more suitable, and where I think we will be very happy. There is room for us to flex all our various kink muscles and set up all kinds of different play space and create different moods. It's going to allow us to entertain and have parties, as well as creating the opportunity for us both to have our own spaces to make our mark on. I feel extremely lucky that after a rough few weeks, everything is falling into place so well.
To anyone that's listened to my moaning and griping over the past few weeks, I thank you. I know I've not always been a treat to be around and that at points I've been short or snappish or just in a general bad mood. I know my blog posts have been more dull, moody and just more beneign than usual but if nothing else it's provided me a forum to occasionally vent and rant. You've all stuck with me and given me the space to sulk and stomp at times without allowing me the opportunity to wallow or become meladramatic. You've all helped me keep my emotions in line and remain focused on the main goal of finding a new place to live. With all the help, support, love and kidness we've received we have managed to wrap this whole thing up in under a month. Granted, it's looking like the West Vancouver landlord may well pursue court action but I'm honestly not concerned. What will be, will be. I'm holding onto my faith in Karma with both hands and waiting to see what comes our way. For now it's big smiles all round.
Love you xxx :o) xxx
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