ballbags on bread

I’m going to keep this short and as unmushy as possible. Quite a challenge, as you can probably decipher from the fact that this blog is called Mushy Peas On Toast.

I was thinking of changing it to Testicles On Toast, or Ballbag On Toast, had a nice ring to it. But that’s neither here nor there.

I can’t believe how things have started to turn in line of my dreams at the moment. I don’t want to jinx anything, so I’ve tried to keep pretty vague about it all thus far.

But if all processes go to plan, I should be in London soon.
I’ll be transferring with my company, to work in a new role in our office there.

I’ve been celebrating aptly, before you ask.

An amazing role in a new department, where I'll be relocating to work in the European hub.

Fuck me, I can hardly hold it together, I’m on fire it’s so exciting.

There is a ton of shit I need to organise before I fly out of South Africa on a one way flight.
Including processing my visa and getting a bank account.

Both dictating to Satan sized amounts of paperwork. Selling my car. My furniture. Shipping stuff over. Finding a flatmate. Buying 5000 umbrellas. Closing accounts. Getting a National Insurance number. The list is ad infinitum.

I have sheafs of documents, ever increasing for Lloyds TSB and the British Consulate respectively.

But just as importantly, and leading up to my crescendo here, is the fact that I have found someone so awesome, it blows my mind.

Never in my life did I expect this to happen or even look for it. Especially in a long-distance medium. So far we’ve defied the odds rather well, and he’s fantastic.

We’ve done Mexico, Meribel, Paris, Rome, London, Ireland and a bit of South Africa together – only short intense bursts across a year.

And even then, it’s been over a year since we first met.

All the mushy details aside, my Brit has managed to defeat some serious barriers.
Hemispherically and psychologically-speaking.

We were both in tears again when he had to take the Eurostar, and I had to take a plane. It’s torture, and it gets very hard being apart from him now. But we’ve managed this far, and each time we see each other it exceeds any expectations I have.

I’m so excited for what the future holds, our plans, and this next chapter of my life.