Well, Im sitting in my new bed, in my new room, in my new house. I havent felt this content for as long as I can remember.

Jasey and I painted the room this afternoon and have made up one lot of the drawers for my bedroom. (Well, Jasey made it up while I hmm'd, Awww'd and did some general hammering and screwing when it was requested of me...) I am going to Stoke tomorrow but by the time I arrive back, there will be a strip light up, a new carpet fitted and a dimmer switch fitted for my light... At this point, me and Jasey are going to build the wardrobe and then sort out all of my clothes/crap into the relevant slots. It has been a hard day but the worst is now over and I am finally beginning to settle..

Andy and I have decided that we are now an item so I officially have a boyfriend. I cant even begin to start waffling about how wonderful he is because if I did, I really would be here all night. Jasey met him tonight and they got on like a house on fire. There really is not a bad word that I can say about him... and he gives me the kind of butterflies that I havent had for as long as I can remember, which is nice. Scary, but nice.

Can you hear that?? Silence... No cats meowing or scratching at my door.. No orgies in the next room.. no surround sound banging through the floor... nothing... Just, silence..
And Can you smell that?? Fresh washing... No smell of fermented kitty shit in the kitchen mixed with 60 a day smokeage and chip fat... (Jasey, back me up here...)
Oh and can you SEE that?? A bedroom that has a chance if I get it done right, a room that the landlord WANTS to look nice. A house that is been done up as we speak but which I already happen to think is really nice with the most gorgeous kitchen in the world! Not a room that I have come into that is literally laced with cat hair, broken furtniture (which I fucking fixed might I add!) and not a cat in hells chance of it looking anything other than a tidy-ish mish-a-mash. And, Not a kitchen that has a constant shitty filled litter tray in it, carpets that you could make a coat out of the hair on them and plates/bowls/cups that have a constant layer of grimey greasy dirt over them. (I had my own bowl, spoon on fork under my bed.. THAT is how bad it got.)
And more than anything, I have a massive pile of my stuff downstairs in my housemates living room.. and I know that is where it will stay.. Cos I know him and I know that he wouldnt help himself to ANY of my things.

Oooh, and the internet works too!! How the smallest things in life can seem a god send at times! :D

Im so happy now, I could just sit here and grin like a cheshire cat all night... So I will *grins*

Goodnight all.. Sleep tight xxxxxxxxx