My current house has been my home for 13 years, every wall, door and window has seen my tears and heard my laughs. Many memories have been created here, too many good and a few bad. When I was 9-12 years old I had the typical girly pink room, 13-20 my room has been purple and white.
But now it's time for a change as my mum and I are moving.
Closer to family.
All my life I've lived in a 3 bedroom house, now we're downsizing to a 2 bedroom ground floor flat.
My mum says it's a new chapter of her life, in this house her marriage broke down and her partner died, now she's on her own, obviously she still has me.
For me, it's a new start to make new friends, not always be late for lectures. A new chapter to start my impending adult life, yikes! The end of uni going out into the big wide world. I will be sad to leave this house but I'm also extremely excited to move, hello new bedroom!
(It's all planned out and everything, in my head)
Now, the stress begins packing everything up and reminiscing, living out of boxes and decorating, basically not so much fun times ahead.
Just got to keep thinking of the end product.
There'll be many stressed tweets and photographs on Instagram, so I'm apologising in advance!