Light at the end of the tunnel?

Things seem to be looking up.

I was nearly moved to tears the day before yesterday when a customer gave me a bottle of red wine as a thank-you. To be honest I was caught a little unawares, and the boss hadn't said anything about the store policy on accepting gifts, so I took it and said thank-you LOL. It's pretty yummy t00 - a nice smoky, biscuit-y Malbec.

I have felt genuinely relieved since the end of my dalliance with Wonderland, and there has been no response from any of the protagonists involved, neither directly nor via the blog. Mind you, if I were them I'd be pretty embarrassed too. Moreover, my feelings of sorrow, frustration, anger and anxiety are slowly but surely being replaced with a 100% genuine glee about moving into my new home. I've noticed three or four of them in the last week or so and that's more than I've experienced in the preceding six months so I'm hoping it's surefire evidence of mental change for the better.

There's still lots to do on that front though. Bank accounts to close, LPs to get to the record shop, boxes and packing materials to collect etc. That said, the movers are booked for the first of the two moves i.e. the extraction of my worldly possessions from my ex-wife's condo. Plus the fact that she's now buying the sofabed from me means that I no longer need to worry about how I'm going to get it out of the mezzanine. It also gives me more options at the new place in terms of layout because I'll have only one sofa to fit in rather than two. I have butterflies right now because I'm picking up the keys on my way to group therapy in an hour or two. I might pop in and see the new place on the way home to remind myself what it looks like and see where the landlord has got to with the work orders.

I'm actually looking forward to giving up smoking too, which is very peculiar. Otherwise all else is the same. I won't be starting any big 'life' projects until after I'm unpacked and moved in, so there probably won't be much to write about for a while.