I have a secret.
Which I can only tell you about in 13 days.**
I'm actually quite good at keeping secrets. Believe it or not. I talk a load of crap sometimes, but I can say, quite firmly, that I can keep a secret.
This one is pretty big though and affects my life quite significantly.
In the meantime, tonight the Brit and I will order Chinese, open a bottle of wine and start painting our apartment tonight.
** I'm not pregnant or engaged or getting married or having a boob job or moving to Copenhagen or won the lottery or eaten a whole haggis or under Witness Protection or bought a book called The Secret or cloned a sheep in my apartment or changed my name to Keegan-Ray.
It's under embargo. For now.
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