I've resigned from my Duty Managing job, my safety net, so now I am totally reliant on freelance work, which is terrifying and thrilling in equal measure.
We're also moving a week today to a beautiful flat with a garden and a garage. It's just down the road, but might just totally change our lives for the better.
The changes are so positive but still I'm totally thrown by them. Why that is I don't know, I'm just hopeless with change.
One day maybe we'll move to somewhere like the house I've drawn here, but I think it may be a while. Unless we're really brave and venture beyond the M25!