30 & 21 days

I've recently turned 30, and when I think back, my 29th year of life has been somewhat interesting. I've learnt alot, climbed up another step in the corporate ladder, been in and out of a relationship and a big suprise just before my 30th birthday.

We've sold and bought a new house, had my first garage sale, which we ended up having to call the police because we were worried these guys who tried to rip us off was going to pour some deadly liquids onto our car, resulting in that night, our "for sale" sign being lit on fire. At 2am, the door bell was ringing non stop, a nice neigbour came to tell us, so at 2am, my brother and I were outside trying to hose down the fire.

I'm looking to move into a new environment, a new lifestyle and looking forward to lots of new experiences. Packing my belongings is tough. I still have my HSC texts books, my first year uni computer science text books and my Year 12 creative writing piece which i got 20/20 for my related english trials. Lots of old photos, lots of memories from previous relationships, handwritten letters and diaries. I also have about 5 money boxes full of gold coins. I didn't realise I had a money box collection, until now.

Going through my clothes is the hardest. Things i've put at the back of my wardrobe, each time I do a spring clean, I fold it back neatly into place and tuck it back in the back of my wardrobe. Funny enough, year by year, it just sits there, and every spring clean, I look at it, and think I may wear it one day. This time, i'm donating it. At least it's going somewhere where it will get better use than the back of my wardrobe.

I've packed 2 suitcases, plus 2 large red/white/blue bags. Suprisingly, I had a whole suitcase full of "home clothes". Would I ever wear that many home clothes?? haha.. I don't think so. So, i've taken it out and put it in a bag to donate as well :)

New start, new beginning, new clothes and a new home. My new home :)