I’ve moved!! Yay! Many of you know this was a long time coming. I finally found (i.e. God provided) a place that seems to be perfect. The main things I was looking for was a place that was a) clean, b) bigger, and c) closer to the city. This place is all of the above. Cleanliness My last place wasn’t known for its cleanliness (or its working toilet). The bathroom left a lot lacking and I really hated the kitchen. When a kitchen is messy, I just don’t want to cook. But I also don’t want to do other people’s dishes! So, especially towards the end, I just didn’t do anything in it besides fry my morning eggs and pour a bowl of cereal for dinner. Yeah, not my shining moments when I resort to cereal for dinner.
The new place has a smaller kitchen, but it’s clean and functional. Although I will be getting a few necessities at Ikea this week.
Bigger I was living in something that the Irish like to call a Box Room (i.e. the smallest room in the house). I actually didn’t mind the size, as I didn’t have that much stuff anyway and I did make it my own. However, being cramped in a small room (and I mean small) was getting a bit wearing. I didn’t have a proper wardrobe for my clothes, so not only was it small, but it always felt messy since my clothes were on an exposed rack.
All in all, my room is more than twice the size as my old one and has a desk, dresser and full wardrobe--what am I to do with all this space?! And has a nice little view to boot; I even saw two rainbows this morning! (Sorry for the rain drops, probably should have opened my window.)
Closer to the City My prior place was a 45 minute walk (at least) to the edge of city centre and about an hour to the shop. I rarely did it because I’d be a sweaty mess by the end of it (regardless of what the weather was). When I did, I usually took my time and meandered there, so it took closer to an hour. For someone who loves to walk, having to plan an extra hour into the city just wasn’t working. The bus was grand, but it started to add up too.
I’m currently about a half hour’s walk from the shop. I still arrive a sweaty mess because I keep forgetting it’s not winter anymore, so I bundle up, only to be taking layers off as I go! I’m either a pure city girl or a pure country girl – not the in between. So this fills my love of the city.
My old place was perfect for a season – it was cheap (dirt cheap) and provided a roof over my head while I got settled. But after six months, it was time to move on. I hope and pray this new spot will fit the bill for a while.