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Emotional low

Goodness, I have been a bad blogger, but I have some very valid reasons. 

I have had a rather emotional couple of weeks, I am actually exhausted just thinking about it.  But let me start at the beginning right.

You see, I resigned on the 1st of November 2011, jip, I quit.  We have decided to move to Sydney for at least four years, so come 8 February 2012, we are on a plane, one way tickets booked.  Emotional stuff.

Add to that the fact that my granny was in hospital, a government hospital no less, and my sister and I flew down to Richards Bay last week to visit.  Luka is sick again, wheezy chest.  We had a board meeting that lasted two days, so I spent Monday night away from home, nice setting though, we went to the De Hoek Country Lodge.

I am still busy with my 12 week challenge that will only come to and end on the 18th of December.  So yes, no time for blogging, just a very emotionally exhaustive couple of weeks.

On the upside, there is every possibility that I will be wearing a tiny bikini when we get to Sydney, total weight loss thus far is 10 kilograms, and best of all, I fit into a size 30 Levi...a 30!  I always wondered who on earth they made those for, well me, of course ;)

On the downside, I have started to day goodbye to some people who are near and dear to me, and this will seemingly last for the coming months too.

So yes, I am crying almost all the time now, but you know what, this too shall pass.  This too shall pass. . .

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