XH....

This time next week I’ll be moving to XH. What is XH? It’s the house I bought. Why do I call it XH? Well, the street name is a long one so me, being me, I’ve shortened it for convenience. The last year has been a mad one for changes. So much has happened. I was speaking to Miss T last night on the phone and I said I don’t regret the wild decisions, despite the dramas that ensued, I’ve made. Drama. Change. All a part of life and it led me to XH. Am I lucky? No, just willing to take a risk. Could I have fallen on my arse? Of course, but cellulite rebounds.