As my move to Brighton (probably) gets nearer, I have suddenly realised how much work I will have to go when I get there.

There's no need to redecorate the flat straight away (that is if negotiations don't collapse over the price)  But where shall I put everything?  For a start I need 80 feet or so of shelving to store my books.

Now it is likely I will move over the Christmas period - hardly the best time.  And someone I was hoping to rely on to help me may not be available.  Sometimes it's not a good feeling to be single.

I originally hpoped to move back in July.  I hoped, after a couple of weeks, to restart my life, which in a sense has been on hold for the most of the year.  Begin writing again, seriously, for example.  All that was pie in the sky.

The situation maybe isn't as bad as I am making it sound. But at the moment I am feeling scared