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Moving day

Today is the day that I move out of the house I shared with C and two others, and into a new place. There I will be sharing with a female around my age, and occasionally her two children aged 6 and 8 (she shares custody with her ex).

The room is huge with air con, and after tonight will be full of mismatched furniture. I will gradually replace it with nicer pieces that I am proud of, but at the moment my financial priorities lay elsewhere. I'm excited about having my own space again, so I will still make sure I have a room I can be proud of and not just a place to crash at the end of the day.

My bed needs to be pulled apart still in preparation, and I have to go through the cupboard in my former bedroom where I stored all my small random keepsakes. If the latter doesn't get done tonight that's no big deal, I can take my time. The aim for tonight's move is to get the big pieces moved over – bed, desk, dresser drawers, and recliner. My clothes and most of my other things are bagged up ready for relocation. The bonus of moving into a place where I have a fully furnished living room and kitchen means the amount of stuff I need to move will be minimal. It's nowhere near as complicated as a full house move! [...]  read more

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If you play with my toes I will fall asleep

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Last year when I first moved in with my housemates and C, we went through the period of figuring out who does what, the different roles we take on, and all the different mannerisms we each had.

I took on the cleaning role.

Sure, everyone did their bit around the house – washing dishes, their own laundry etc. But I was the one doing the dusting, vacuuming and the mopping, and C and I were both the most (and still are) active in making sure the outside is maintained. I didn’t mind, I just did it because it needed to be done. The only thing that bothered me was when people would tell me they would do it, and then didn’t. Particularly if they were making that promise out of their own feeling of guilt for not doing anything, since I never actually asked anyone to do anything.  [...]  read more

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What a difference moving furniture makes

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I came home from work yesterday to find the living room couch, a 5 piece 6 seater corner lounge, completely pulled apart. On further inspection, I found a whole new feature piece in the room formerly known as the living room. It was a bar!

In our house we had a second living room, which when we moved in discovered it had a corner tv unit that was impossible to remove. It seemed to be somehow mounted to the wall, and the boys couldn’t figure it out how to get rid of it. As we didn’t really have any intentions of using the room anyway, we put some couches in there and called it a day. We all lived in the other room, so it never bothered us.  [...]  read more

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A lazy Sunday in

A whole day stretches out before me, and so far I have spent it chatting with a friend, eating breakfast, and applying the finishing touches on my 52 in 52 list.

I can’t wait to publish it, I feel really good about the list this year.

As a bit of background, my 52 in 52 list is a list of random things I would like to achieve during the year. The rules are simple:

Each goal needs to be measurable (no vague ones like “Try to be happier”)

That’s it – no other rules. The list can be filled with anything I want. To keep things balanced I like to try for a mixture between fun and serious, because its an excellent motivator to achieve the things I keep putting off, or I’m in denial about. This year I have grouped them together by type, so there are ones dedicated to improving my own being, some for hobbies and health, and some for improving my relationship with C (my nickname for my boyfriend).  [...]  read more