So today I pack. The big moving date is tomorrow. Spent all morning making sure the boxes are sealed, I haven't missed any of my belongings and sneakely trying to get some of my ex's belongings in without being noticed.

Had to say some pretty horrible goodbyes today. My old business and my private life were connected in many ways so had some old faces to bid farewell to. It's been a pretty hard day so fair.

Bit pissed off to. Was meant to be meeting up with a pal tonight. Since I'm moving quite far away, I really wanted to spend one last night having a giggle together cos god knows when our diaries will agree a time in the future to meet. But he's been called to a meeting and doesn't think he can make it now. Pants.

So, it looks like a final night in the house. Bit of mixed emotions about that. In some ways can't wait to get out of here and in others, scared about moving into a new pad with strangers.

I suppose thats why I wanted to see my friend today. One of the only people I'm 100% honest with about how I'm really feeling and know that I'm understood and never judged. I feel like I want to scream...I want tomorrow to come now but let it go well and let me be happy.

I think it's all really hitting me now. I really am leaving.

Have I made the right decision??