Well, tis being an odd mixture of times for me. After two years and 1 month since my father passed, we finally wrapped up the estate, sold the family house. My life is pretty much now in a 100 sq ft storage unit, and I'm renting a room while I do the hunt for my first house. Having a little debate on the potential for putting up insulated / powered summerhouse/workshop in the garden of wherever I end up buying. Once that's done.. slowly unpack and figure out where my life is going. Also doing that slight mental replay where one of my closest friends just killed our 15 odd-year friendship and I have no idea what actually happened or drove them to that decision. So that's a little odd. Still, adapting and figuring it out. I guess now I'm not having to deal with all the things on my evenings and weekends, I can possibly start catching up on books and computer games and tv shows and wotnot....