The car booty that didn't happen

Well today was car booty number two.  I was sorting 'stuff' out into the wee small hours and I must say it is getting more emotional.  Am now selling 'stuff' that has meaning to me, and items that I don't even own! (Son will hopefully not miss his snooker cue!). So at midday I once again packed up the KA and headed off to the same venue as last week for a 1pm start.  But no, last week was apparently a one off bank holiday venue and alas the field was completely empty... Milo was happy, as when I returned home to take him on his walk there was only room in the car for him to sit up front with me :)
I am now a week behind raising the Milo and Me fund so will have to get my thinking cap on for ideas.  This is my first week out of work and am feeling a little scared.

The Hangover that didn't happen

Well I'm awake with a clear head.  Works leaving meal for me did not involve copious amounts of alcohol I am pleased to say. I took advantage of the first available lift home and was in my bed by midnight. I am such a light weight when it comes to partying nowadays, must be my age, or the fact that I don't get out much! Anyway Milo was pleased to see me and was also rather interested in the blob of spilt curry on my dress!

Need to spend today organising more of my 'stuff' for second car booty for tomorrow, even though it is forecast to rain, means must...

On a high, a truly good friend I don't get to see very often made a donation to Milo and Me fund, made me feel good inside :)

Argh! Unemployed

Today is my last day at work...and I can honestly say its been 12 months of hell! Contract work is not all its cut out to be. There's no safety net, no support, no recognition and certainly no end of stress. But sometimes bad decisions lead to good ones, so although I am now unemployed for the first time in my life, approaching being homeless, skint, have few friends and need to support myself and Milo surely things can only get better?!
Tonight is meal and drinks for the leavers.  Could get messy, me and alcohol don't mix! And no doubt Milo will still want his early morning walk tomorrow... I can feel the pain already lol

Love my sister

Well how lovely is my sister Pip? She has set up a gofundme page to help Milo and Me http://www.gofundme.com/vb47df7
Maybe dreams do come true... Although when I read all the funding requests I felt quite unworthy :(
There are so many people struggling in the world I am grateful for what I do have. Depression is depressing...

Après Birthday

Well I received the grand total of 3 birthday cards...mother,sister and daughter and Milo ate the mother card! But on a happier note I had 48 birthday messages on Facebook, does that mean if Facebook was never invented I would have received 51 birthday cards?! I'm going to kid myself that is true ;)
I had a meal with my three birthday card givers last night which was quite pleasant until my mother made it quite clear that she isn't very impressed with my Milo and Me adventure :( I am sure it is just a natural mother concern and she is thinking worst case scenario. I just need to convince her all will be fine :)
I contacted an organisation I follow called Labradors in Need and asked them if I could promote their cause on my travels with Milo (the most handsome Fox Red Labrador in the world!) I do hope they get back to me.

The first Car Booty

Yeay first car booty £74 earned towards Milo and Me fund :)

Happy Birthday to me

Happy Birthday to me :)
49 today...So 12 months until the big 50, 12 months to have an adventure in my 40's, 12 months until I become a spinster at 50!
 Been awake since 7am, don't think Milo remembered it was my birthday so no lie in today. There is a decent tide so am thinking beach walk this morning, then home to do some more decluttering and birthday meal tonight :)

The Plan...

Well I've decided...Milo and Me are going to live in a camper van! This is very early on in the process and I don't actually own a camper van or in fact have ever been inside one, but this is what we have planned. I informed Milo this morning of my plan and I swear he looked impressed...that little lump appeared on top of his head, the one that tells me he loves me and is happy. 

So the plan.  As my work contract ends on the last day of May and I will be paid until July I have a little time on my side to prepare. Argh! Where do I start? Downsizing a three bed house with sixteen years worth of stuff into a small metal box on wheels, that's a hell of a lot of car boot sales. But like I said its just stuff. When I first left home I had one suitcase and rented a box room with two crazy men in Chester. Surely I don't need all this stuff I have acquired along the way? I need to act as if I'm going on a long holiday, pack essentials and just let go of excess baggage. Excess baggage... Beds, sofas, cooker, teddies, photos, a large collection of shoes and handbags, kitchen draws overflowing with might need that one day items, pots, pans and I haven't even got to the garden shed yet. July now seems far too close.