Goodbye house

I'm moving out of my lovely house this weekend. This means that all I am doing with my time is either packing or feeling guilty about not packing. Because I am a sentimental girl, I am also thinking about how much I've liked living in this house. There are so many great things about it, including a very effective heater and an awesome shower. I feel a little sad to be saying goodbye.

Goodbye front bedroom, with the nice morning light and the nice view of the street:
Goodbye garden. Remember when I grew all those tomatoes and eggplants in you? Such a good one. Sorry Doggy buried all those bones in you over the last few days.
Goodbye lovely housemates. You are the best housemates ever. Readers, do yourselves a favour and share a house with Rumpy and Paws at some point in your lives. You'll thank me.

Goodbye Monday curry night. I think I will miss you most of all.
But hello little flat!
You and I are going to have the best time!