The dark days are over.

My life has all just fallen into place.

Not only did I bag myself an amazing job the other day, I also managed to sort out the house-related stress and I now have a beaut new chateau in Jesmond! The best bit: it comes complete with burgundy Chesterfield sofas - hello retro cool. My monarchy cushions are going to go so well.

So at the minute I currently feel on top of the world; and waving goodbye to unemployment cannot come soon enough. Gone are the days spent miserably trawling the internet for jobs and houses, fearing that if I managed to bag neither I'd have to return to my primitive home-town and resign myself to eternal boredom. I now however have both, and somehow managed to bag both within the space of two hours. Score! If I was a believer in fate I'd swear it was the greater forces that brought me both. The job starts on Monday and I get the keys for my house on the 1st September. And so now, in my last weekend before my 10pm bedtime curfew begins, I am returning home to get fed and watered and spoiled, albeit temporarily. The boy is returning with me as we're both so poor due to the housing costs, we lack food in our cupboards and seen as I have a Sunday dinner waiting for me when I get home, he got jealous and decided to accompany me. Nothing beats Mazza's (my grandmother's) roasts. Can. Not. Wait.

Time is of the essence and so I must dash in order to catch my train, and promise to post again with details of my hectic week that has just passed. My eBay-purchased leopard print vintage belt has just arrived in the post and it's amazing; it will definitely feature in the new work-wardrobe (how sophis!)

Peace and love.