Time is whizzing by now at a fair pace. I don’t believe that I have come to terms with what is happening yet, i doubt that I will for a long time. It’s been so long in the planning and execution but in less than a month we will be flying over the ocean and landing in London, to start our new life in Norwich. All the years/months/weeks of planning, list making, stress, stress and more stress have now culminated in a period of quiet (to a certain degree) and dare I say it, relaxation. It's surreal. I am afraid to smile and be happy just yet, in case it all blows up in my face.
Staying at my son’s house is very pleasant, despite the lack of space we are all substantially less stressed out and starting to fall into a kind of dream like state, in anticipation of the last week in South Africa. It is going to be interesting to see what our reactions are going to be once we have arrived in England. We have secured a place to rent for six months (with the option to extend the lease for a further six months), car hire is organised and we will be buying a small run around as soon as possible after arrival in Norfolk. The search is now on for a school for the little monsters - so far it's looking good.
My youngest daughter is no longer coming with us and this is actually a big relief – emotionally, financially – she is staying behind to be with her partner. Amazingly she has found a job in just under two days (she actually secured two jobs within 24 hours of each other) – something really weird ... if you consider that she has been ‘trying’ to find a job for over two years. Obviously the new partner's influence had a lot to do with it and i'm pleased that she has found someone who really cares for her, is supportive and mature - physically and mentally. His family all get on very well with her and we have all noticed that she's relaxed, happy and at ease with him - so I don't have any reservations with regards her relationship and have confidence that it will endure.