Neophobia

It's getting on for the moving day.....expenses thereby assosciated are mounting, and I'm now becomin more than a little edgy about the whole affair. Starting new again, I blogged about recently that it's daunting and how I really dont want to have to do it again, but.....

It's not a frame of mind I'm used to. Obviously my reflection on life has become complacent and new things to challenge will do me good; but part of me just wants to crawl back into the little space in my head that I occupied when I was six or seven, and know exactly what was happening for the next twelve years. Not exactly the considered life. In some way though, I get a sense of deja vu, that I always knew that I'd be frightened of the entirely new.

Chin up, boyo....at least you've sorted out a new phone line for yourself!