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Leaving Galway...

I will be doing a proper blog tomorrow.
But I'm a little sad at the moment so I'm going to have a little write up.
I have started clearing out our lovely little flat.
And EVERYTHING is nearly gone. 
Or is in a pile to go.
And I am so sad.
I am so happy to be moving to Scotland.
Don't get me wrong.
And I can't wait to start this new stage of my life with James
and see what other adventures we can find for ourselves 
(we are rather good at finding adventures)
but I am sad.
Sad for everything I leave behind.
Like the beautiful view I see every day when I walk into town


or the smell of Monroes pizza when I step outside my front door

Or the little community we have started for form in our apartment block.
We actually know our neighbours now!

Or stopping to watch the swans on the river and trying to figure out which swan is dating whom (I do actually do that... weird I know...)

Or looking in the window of sweetie pies to drool over all the cakes as I walk to meet James at work...


I know these are all little things.
And Scotland is going to have its own surprises
But today they have made me sad.
Really sad.
I'm going to miss you Galway.
I'm going to miss the lovely 3 years that James and I shared while here.

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