A 290 pound weight off my mind

And some furry help ✨

Hello loves, happy Friday! 🩷

This week I’ve been thinking about moving house. Now I know it’s happening in the spring, thoughts of moving are constantly playing in the background of my mind. I can’t walk into a room without opening a cupboard and mentally adding it to the “must clear that out” list. 

So far I’ve cleared out two kitchen cupboards, two shelves of books and three big boxes of tarot decks. The books and decks were more of a cull — the majority are coming with me, but I’ve managed to box up a bunch to sell (if you’re in the UK I’m using Ziffit). 

I’ve lived in this house for six years, which isn’t that long by most people’s standards but long enough to have a tiny attic room filled with stuff I’ve been meaning to take to a charity shop for *cough* years. The kittens are now big enough to be allowed in there and they LOVE IT (as evidenced by the thumps I can hear above my head as I type).