Just about to finally make the break and move out. I've taken my time, but it's a hard thing to do when its the first time. Home is a hard habit to break. It feels a little strange, changing homes, altering the people who I live with, starting a new sort of family. We've got to try and find an equilibrium between personalities, something done years ago in my current (real) family. It's great having a more central base, a place near other places I need or want to go to. But sad to say goodbye.