Life is Short - Smile while you still have Teeth!

So I've been a bit quiet recently that's hmmm because I haven't really done much else in the way of preparing for the new move.
This blog was even written in my diary 6 days ago and its taken me this long to type it onto my blog. Taking avoidance measures to the extreme methinks. Although I have arranged for the broadband & TV to be put on the day after the move, priorities and all that. So as I said I have been doing anything and everything to avoid even thinking about the move. Work has also been really slow recently so my avoidance techniques have had to work really hard.
So I've found time to escape by having a lovely afternoon tea / cake afternoon with my best friends and yes that cake was mine and it was extremely delicious and I'll be back to the diet once all the birthday celebrations are out of the way although I think that cake alone has added on the stone that I'd just lost heigh ho it tasted good ;).
Dinner with my lovely friends that I met when I studied nursing. When I see them I always yearn for the good old days when we were nursing students & having many pee in your pants moments. I can get them now just by a sudden movement oh the joys of getting old.  So today is hubbys birthday & the day we get the keys to our new house so why oh why am I awake and writing this at 5am! We arrived at the Norfolk Arms in Arundel
https://www.sjhotels.co.uk/arundel at 8pm & so had to book our table for dinner very very quickly. Hubby had the 21 day rump steak and declared his peanut brittle panna cotta the BEST dessert he has EVER had. High praise indeed for he who is normally almightily sarcastic about everything. So we're back in our hotel room by 10. Hubby made me a Hot Chocolate .......................................
 will leave the rest to your imagination & then I promptly fell asleep without even the smallest sip of my hot chocolate. You know you're getting old when you don't even switch on the TV in your hotel room. Downside to that was I forgot to take my meds which means I ALWAYS sleep badly and wake up at the crack of dawn. So having used up all my lives on cookie jam & candy crush etc its now hmmmm 5.30am.
So I started writing as you do!

I had the strangest dream possibly what woke me, another part of my illness is when you don't have your meds you aren't really sleep think of it more of the very lightest sleep and you can remember every single part of your dreams because its more like day dreaming. He who shall not be named (my ex) who had managed to break my heart again this time by way of a dream (things never change nor do people) . So in this dream I was in a flat with him and another woman (ok I'm being coy the 3 of us were in bed not doing anything but sleeping as far as my dream went anyway and I woke to discover the 3 of us) this other woman who I swear went to my school as did my ex and yet I haven't seen her since (even on FB) and that's a good 30+ years so how did she penetrate my brainwaves. So gist of it all he was begging me not to leave, she was still there, I left end of story (strange dream) Kelly Clarkson's song always comes to mind when I think of him, Because of YOU only took me 8 years to get over him. But I wasn't a nun during those 8 years I still had a life, enjoyed my life and loved every minute which just me alone with my kids.I am now so utterly proud of the adults they have grown up into and my eldest is just about to embark on her own new chapter of her life by moving into a flat with her lovely boyfriend. Cue my opportunity to once again put on the Mamma Mia song that always reminds me of my daughter and ALWAYS makes me cry oh why oh why do they grow up so fast!

My oldest son is doing really well he has his own flat, enjoys his college life and has a girlfriend who chases him around the Uxbridge shopping precinct (enough said about that) & has grown into the most thoughtful adult. My middle child will be off to University in September if he ever makes up his mind as to which one to go to. He is the most well mannered, polite and courteous young adult you could ever meet just don't expect a conversation from him.
My little man would be a blog in himself at school no doubt he is quiet and courteous at home he turns into what can only be described as an XBOX demon . I worry about what the neighbours and new neighbours will think about the rampaging super collateral shot killing machine that is my son. He is so loud I feel like I have a permanent headache. Then there is my youngest snuggly little monster he is just starting to make his adventures and we are both hoping that once we move he will finally find his way into his own bed (excuse being that his sister is currently sleeping in his bed but to be fair he doesn't really need an excuse)  .

Anyway hubby has finally woke up so I need to make him his birthday coffee (once a year is probably my limit.

TTFN!!

***Update - Hubby had a strange dream last night too he dreamt that my daughter kept hogging the washing machine by washing her marbles - and I though I was strange!!***