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Goodness, time flies when you are having fun! As of last Tuesday, I am jobless, homeless, carless, nannyless, you name it and I probably no longer have it. 

It has been quite hectic, and emotional. To say that I spend my days crying would be an understatement. My poor family. My poor husband. This is truly the hardest thing that we have ever done. I am an emotional wreck and we have not actually boarded the plane to Australia yet. 

We packed up or sold all our worldly goods, we found another job for our beloved Sekai. We said goodbye to friends and colleagues. My. Team took me for lunch at the Sandeck in Sandton, we all took the Gautrain. It was divine. On my very last day at work, a small drinks party took place on the roof of the building, truly memorable. I will miss these people dearly. 

After moving out of our house, we spent a last night with Rudi and Izel. Tammy and Nick joined us for supper. Amazing. Then we left Pretoria for a last week at Zebula. It has been magical and I have been to the Zebu spa twice. Then on Friday, Gerhard's parents, my parents and all my siblings came through for a last weekend with us. It was amazing and we all had such an amazing time. Then of course more goodbyes today as they all left at once, so more tears, more wondering is it all really worth it in the end. So now we have two more days at Zebula, then our very last night in Pretoria at Stephan and Michelle and then, down under.

So, watch this space, I will try to be a better blogger from now on. 

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