So, things are moving on. My job has not only been advertised, but someone has been recruited to it and will be starting work in 2 weeks’ time. It feels slightly strange knowing that I will be handing over for a year, but at the same time I know it has to happen. Suddenly, I feel like I am scrabbling around, trying to get everything done. I have just four weeks left to work and only five weeks left until I leave Dorset. Time seems to be going slowly but it’s also creeping up on me.
As for my preparations to move, I’m not sure I’ve actually got much done. I was hoping to go to a car boot sale last weekend but unfortunately the weather prevented it, so I still have quite a lot of things to get rid of. I’ll try again next weekend. The tricky bit is going to be parting with whatever doesn’t sell. In a way, I would prefer not to bring things back into the flat at all, but I doubt I’ll make it back to Bridport before the recycling centre closes, so I’ll have to save that pleasure for another day.
Once that’s done, it should become easier to see what I have left to deal with. I’m planning to take most of my remaining possessions with me, but I also don’t want to overload myself, especially not as it looks like I’ll be moving across town a couple of times.
Yes, after much pondering, I have gone ahead and booked a room in an Airbnb for the month of January. Originally, I had hoped to go over and stay at Pilar’s (where I stayed in the summer) through until the New Year and then find somewhere more permanent. But then I was reminded that Christmas in Spain goes on until 6th Jan, and people don’t really seem that interested in anything business-related in between. I ummed and ahhed for a bit, but in the end I found a room in a really nice-looking flat at less than £400 for the month, all in – with heating, which seems to be a bit of a rarity in Spain. So I went for it.
I’ve also booked a ticket to Clacton on the train for the start of my ‘farewell tour’ – first class, no less (between Dorchester and London, in any case!) as it was only £10 more than standard class. And why not?
So, indeed, things are moving on – and before I know it, I will be, too.