New home

Ok, so having spent two weeks searching rigorously for a new place to live (and I really do mean rigorously), I found a place in Kits and finally moved in today!
Oh my God! It's soooo great to finally be off someone's couch and in a proper bed! My own space! Where I can do what I want, when I want! A sleep in tomorrow morning I think! Can't remember the last time I had one of those!
Then, later in the morning, follow up some job leads, find some bed linen and a couple of lights for the bedroom, one for the desk and another for the bed. Woohoo!
And so it starts, my new life in Vancouver! Wow! After waiting four years for the VISA to come through, it's kinda weird to be here and finally doing it!
I still feel horrifically guilty about Mum being alone at home in the UK! Tim's in the USA for a few weeks, so she really feels isolated! And I've always been the one to sort her out and run around after her! In my absence, my sister Vanessa has been a star and organised stuff for Mum's next hospital appointment. In my defense, I call EVERY day and chat to her for about 30 -45 minutes, just to give her the sense of company she misses so much. I miss her loads and fear missing what little time we have left together. But having spent the lsast decade running arond after her and Dad, when do I get to start my life if not now? Bugger!
Life is not a kind or forgiving mistress!