I took Monday and Tuesday off work this week to help blitz the house. Both my ex and I tend to pack rat behaviour. We're not bad, but we do tend to accumulate stuff, and hang on to it far longer than we need to. Most of it had ended up in the spare room/office, but as we need the space, it all had to go.

And go it did. There's still some stuff that we could get rid of - stuff that while definitely useful, if we're brutally honest we're unlikely to use it. Still, the main objective was achieved - the room is now entirely usable as a bedroom again.

And as of yesterday, that's exactly what it is - my bedroom. The bed we ordered arrived, and I put it together last night. The mattress is a little thinner than I expected, but is perfectly comfortable. We've moved all my clothes into the smaller wardrobe and moved that in here too, so now all I'm missing is a chest of drawers and maybe a bedside cabinet.

I think it draws a well-needed line under the situation - it says unequivocally that we have split up.

Speaking of drawing lines, my ex had her first date last night. She had something of a head start on me in the intarwebnet dating thing, and has been chatting to people for a while. (Meanwhile, I've been going clubbing and putting off having some photos taken, believing myself to be truly unphotogenic) Now, call me a cynical old tart, but if I were to meet someone for drinks when I've been chatting to them on-line for a while (and especially when not all of that chat has been entirely clean, shall we say), I would not be quite so certain that I'd be returning home at the end of the night...

Sure enough, I got a brief call at about half twelve, telling me that she'd missed the Tube home and not to worry, and that she'd see me in the morning. (We have an agreement about first dates - the non-datee waits up for the datee, just in case) Colour me surprised.

So, how do I feel? Apart from being slightly miffed that she's got her leg over while I'm barely out of the starting blocks¹, I feel fine. In fact, I feel free.

1 I wanted to be first! Now I'm playing catch-up!

Now to redouble my own efforts - onwards and upwards, gentlemen, onwards and upwards!