Today was full of last times; quite sad really. This morning was the last time I'll ever wake up in my house at No. 9, the last time I'll have coffee there, the last time I'll feed the cats there (cleaning litter trays by torchlight & tripping over cats in the dark). The last time I'll get mail there, or clean the bathroom - or clean up after a bloody palm tree. Never again will I have to skim the pool (yay!) or fight the spiders in the backyard.
Tonight was the last time I drive up to Sue's for dinner (even though I went in L's car, not mine!) or walk out the front door at night. Tomorrow morning I'll go back and pick up the cats, then head up to Brisbane and my new life.