I'm clock watching awaiting the time to shoot onto my new house and arrange some furniture/vacuum decorator dust. I anticipate much pleasure from this, such as an animal might take from building it's nest. The sun is shining and the future looks bright. 

Moved furniture until 10 pm. Made two beds up and almost exploded with frustration as I was doing it alone and it seemed to he a two man job. My mum bought me five bags of shopping for the house. Now it feels like home. 
10:50pm guess I'm leaving home once again, I'll have to call back briefly as my bathroom will be put in anew in two months. 
My mother has done so so much for me by throwing newly bought acquisitions my way as I say what I am missing. She really has excelled herself.
So tomorrow is the start of forever, I pray I can handle life with the voices better than last time.