I have moved out of the flat I shared with the boyfriend and am now sharing a house with a friend.
It's been difficult.
There have been times when I could have cried, when I would stop and really think about what I'd done and the changes I'd made. But I know that I've made the right decision.
Still, even though you've made the right decision it doesn't mean it's not hard. I have felt almost permanently guilty over the past few weeks, guilty for the pain inflicted on other people, guilty if I found myself enjoying life, guilty if I felt a little self-pitiful. After all I'd made the decision, I didn't have a right to be upset about things.
But I've got through it eventually. For the most part anyway.
And how could I not get through it when you consider that not only am I sharing this house with a friend, but also with 2 rather special ladies...
Meet Maggie and Maud.
Maggie. She is the original basement kitteh (for those of you that go on icanhascheezburger.com. And if you don't, why the hell not?!). She's a little grumpy face and she yabbers away at you in a most disgruntled fashion but she's nowhere near as scary as she looks, it's all a front. She doesn't really go out of the house too much, and if she does she doesn't go far, she'll join you in the garden just to see what you're doing. But really she just wants you to sit on the sofa so she can sit next to you.
Maud. The uber beautiful feline. And teeny tiny. She's a delicate little number, I've decided to call her Kate Moss because she's like a model kitty. Love love loves the outdoors and can mostly be found yelling at me to open the door for her to go out and have a little wander. She'll come out and join you in the garden, dropping down in next door's garden (currently unoccupied) and then yowling at you to come and join her on the other side. Maggie does not like the Maud - most likely jealous of her looks and figure.
But these are just the ladies that live here with me. It turns out that where I'm living at the moment is a haven for the cats. And we all know how I feel about cats. (Don't you?!) I have set to work immediately trying to befriend all and every cat that passes my way. There are 2 in particular that hang about the garden that I have made friends with, we have named them Eddie von Grumpy Face and Professor McTufty, haven't got photos of them yet but we're not far off, our relationship is developing as we speak.
Life is starting to look good.