This is me not saying Goodbye

The total sum of me and madam for the next week. A couple of suitcases, not forgetting Rainbow Sprinkles the multicoloured bunny.

It all got pretty darn real, real quick this week.

A heartfelt very big Thank You to all the people who;

…helped pack rocking up with vacuum seal bags, dinner and sorted lego,

…sat for hours with me going through boxes of random cables and cords, shit loads of cables and cords that were either broken and worthless or some hectically important piece of very rare, very expensive conduit that without it the cyber world or any tv viewing or device would be rendered futile. Let’s hope we made the right call?

… rocked up with bin Bags. Why do we always have stock piles of the things until the day you move, then you can’t find a bloody grocery packet for love nor money let alone an actual black bin bag,

…spent an entire day just bubble wrapping photo frames! That is love right there peeps

…is busy driving my car down to Cape Town along with a boat load of luggage oh and our son! Rather you than me. Refer to my previous post on road tripping with kids here.

…Lent me a car aka Mac Attack- I feel like I should have a couple of surf boards strapped to the roof racks to go with the rad stickers and low profile. Instead there’s a racing red baby car seat in the back. 😂

…came with buddies and a vok off heafty steel toolkit in tow (and a Mahindra Truck not dissimilar to Towmater, except for the tow hitch) to help dismantling stuff. Typical chick with no tools! Nadda

…helped with numerous loads to the dump. I still ended up with 48 boxes! 48, I must have gotten rid of that amount… so much of stuff, too much of stuff.

…helped on the other side of this journey collecting keys for our new home and will be collecting us from the airport. You will spot us with Baba the dog and baba Madams baby doll. 👍🏼😜

…made my last full weekend in 031 one to remember. Kettle water showers, exercising with a hottie on stage at FNO, uber errands dropping off cupboards and compressors, shopping, looong lazy dinner, breakfast and lunch (hot molten chocolate pudding is lunch) and stairs! loads and loads of effing stairs!

…gave us a cosy room for the week with special little touches like water bottles to warm the bed. Much needed after sleepless nights and 2 days on my feet.

Thank you.

To all my peeps…Thank you for bringing me dinner, for the impromptu pop in’s, messages, cards, gifts, calls, specifically seeking me out in the car licence queue at the post office for a hug. Thank you for the house call waxing session, the non-book book club get together at my house that all I had to do was pitch up for. It was a tall ask but I managed. I made it. They came with THE most divine spread of yummy snacks and lots of alco-haul.

Thank you.

They say it takes a Village, well Hillcrest and all it’s peeps (local or not) was my village. A much loved village. Yes Pinetown counts (however you don’t need to pack a lethal spoon in your evening clutch purse for protection) and it counts if you used to live there and moved. 😢

Durban, specifically Hillcrest, specifically Rockwood gave us a beautiful place to call home. It was Home Sweet Home indeed.

To my nearest and dearest, my loves ones;

parents (for the help and support through every step, like my very own Zimmer frame, keeping me on the path one foot in front of the other. Steady does it, unwavering. Sturdy) , friends – old and new (old as in the length of time we have known each other, not actual age, although, we are all getting on a bit so I can see where some of you might have been confused, so lets go with long-standing), and friends near and far (and as luck would have it I got to spend time with 2 far away friends but near to my heart in the last few weeks), cuzzies, (and their kids which we refer to our kids as cuzzies, which I’m sure is not accurate but hey… borough rules!) aunts, uncles, nieces and nephews, all my family (blood and non blood), Rockwood neighbours yes even my third child and his family (absence makes the dragon Mom breathe less fire), gym buddies, Pilates and yoga peeps, class and school moms (and dads!) my bestest dentist, doctor, therapists (regular and otherwise), hairdresser (well hairdresser/ therapist same thing isn’t it??) handyman, repair guy, chiro, Physio, Pilates instructor, nanny, the next door Office catering peeps (who make THE best wraps eva and the sweet chilli chicken and brown rice dish- we ate like kings!) , the cosy coffee shop (aka my office who knew in the last week or so to bring me a water with lemon and no ice, followed by a dark hot chocolate, without fail), and my A team who made every day at work an absolute pleasure (even through the tears and last minute panic Office moves, shitty days, good days and everything in between. I’m going to have to get used an office consisting of more than 2 people! And find someone to share lunch wraps with! Eeek) …..

I am grateful to have had you in my crazy-ass life and it’s all the richer for it.

I am incredibly blessed. I know this, always have known and wouldn’t ever take for granted how rich my life is. I have worked hard to ensure that hopefully I have reciprocated at some point, in some way, big or small. On that point I did forget the bag of Avos for R30 from the guy on the side of the roads. Ooops sorry.

Now to find a similar bunch like you.

Hmmmm, It will be tough, but a girl’s gotta do what a girl’s gotta do.

Time to ride this current and let the wind take me soaring to the next chapter. Like a Dove….Well actually it’s more like a Mango, the 8.50am flight. Wings all the same.

Until next time.

Mwah 💋Xxx

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