Getting on with it!

I drove past my old house today... no, not stalking, I actually had to go down my old street...
Anyway, I drove past it and instead of the overwhelming feeling of sadness and anxiety I was preparing myself for, I actually felt relieved...like a weight flew off my shoulders and a huge smile came over my face. It was one of the worst things i've had to go through but that place stopped being my 'home' a long time ago, partly because of my actions and partly those of others... it's just taken me a couple of months to realize it.
Having said that, stuff should have gone down a lot better, there should have been more communication and we both shouldnt have been left feeling fucked over.... but I refuse to be bitter, there is no point. It happened. You move on and that is what I am doing.
I miss my friend but thats about it.

I get the keys to my beautiful new place at 3pm tomorrow. I can't wait. I drove past the house twice today.... the suspense is killing me!
I've drawn floor plans and have an exact idea of where everything is going to go.
Frankie is totally excited too, I can tell.

I can't wait to sit with Frank on my lap, in the aircon with a glass of wine, a cigarette (if a window is open a crack), put on a record and enjoy my own space.

2009 is going to rule.

Also, floor party at my new pad this weekend... It has no furniture in it yet but who cares! ITS MY NEW PLACE!!!!