Home sweet sweet home ♥

Hello guys, 

I know I know, I have been quite bad and didn't update my blog for a looong time. Boohoo. 

Oh don’t pretend that you’re interested in the stuff I write anyway, it’s boring as hell. So if you don’t want to fall asleep right now, I would stop reading and get the hell off this blog. You’re still reading? Seriously?! 

Well….I've warned you…...

Believe it or not, I've finally moved into my new apartment! I know right, about bloody time!

Don’t even ask how it was! Moving into an empty apartment and having to set up every piece of furniture was torture. Luckily I had some help from family and friends, but still. I took a week off work to get all the stuff done and when I was back at work I actually felt like needing another week off just so I can sleep. Yeh no, apparently I’m an adult now (yeh sure ha!) and adults have to work. I can tell you, my bed is not happy about this.

"What I love most about my Home is who I share it with." - Ted Carpenter

Well, it’s been a rather stressful few weeks, and even after almost a month of living in the apartment, I realise every day that something is still missing. Seriously don’t ask how much I already spent on small stuff for the kitchen etc. And I’m still not half way there. Curtains, carpets, more towels, blankets, lights, you name it.

Another thing is, as you might know, I love cooking and baking, but now that I’m living on my own (well technically I’m not on my own, the boyfriend moved in as well), I start to appreciate how awesome it was to get home after work, knowing mum or grandma has already made dinner and I just have to sit on the table and put the fork into my mouth. Ah yes, the good old times….well they are over. 

Now I have two options: either cook or slowly starve myself to death (because I’m a lazy cow). Most of the times I go with option one though because the boyfriend’s hungry as well and yeh you know, I love him so n’aah I don’t want him to starve. I’m sure he’d cook as well if I’d ask him but nah ah no chance! This is MY kitchen. Stay the hell out of it!

Apart from all this I have to admit, I love having my own apartment, it’s bloody awesome. All the stuff is MINE and I make the decisions. I can cook whatever and whenever I want, I can watch whatever I want on the TV (well apart from the days where football is on…of course), if I can’t be bothered to clean, I’ll clean tomorrow…who cares?! Oh right…ME. According to the boyfriend I have OCD (pfff my ass!). I mean hello, yes everything needs to be clean and perfect and don’t you dare move the pillows around on the sofa! Take a glass when you want a drink, don’t drink from the bloody bottle! And if you take a glass, use a bloody coaster because I do not want any marks on my table, okay?!

Well anyway, I have been a bit scared at the beginning, as soon as I decided to leave the parents, I was worried that I would regret it sooner or later. And even though my parents literally live next door now, the first few days in the apartment felt weird. Not bad weird, but weird. I guess I had to get used to this new “freedom” first. But I got used to it now and I feel rather grown up, I do enjoy this! And after all the stuff which happened these past few months, or let’s say years, I finally dare to say: I am happy and I hope life stays like this for a while.

Yes, there I've said it. Come on destiny, now show me what you got…kick my ass for this.

xx Sab

Sitting, waiting, hoping...

As if this week hasn't been long and stressful enough already. All that kept me going at the moment was knowing it’ll only be 2 more weeks until I can finally move into my own place. But then...while I was at work, I got a call from my estate agent.

He told me he got a call from the landlord about the new apartment. The landlord said he is really sorry, but it looks like they won’t be able to finish the apartment until the 1^st of July. Means they have to shift the moving in date to the 1^st of August and they wanted to know if this was fine with me?!

Of course it wasn't fine for me! 

I explained that I currently live with my parents, which isn't easy because their flat is rather small and my brother sleeps on the sofa because of me. And August is still a while to go. Another 6 weeks of doing this is just too much! So he said that would be no problem, he also called some of the other people who actually should have moved in on the 1^st of July. Some said they are fine with moving in later others, like me, weren't fine with it. He’ll let the landlord know, so he can make sure that at least some of the apartments, including mine, will be ready until July.

So far so good.

But then I started thinking about it. Since I had to pay a not so small amount for my furniture upfront, I am now not able to get the money together for the deposit until July. I would be able to pay most of it but my dad would have to help me out. And since he's got his own problems at the moment, because he started working under a new contract, it doesn't look too good for him either. Means I am not sure if he’ll be able to give me the rest of the money.

The more I thought about it the more I actually regretted having said that I cannot wait until August. Because in August,  I’d definitely be able to pay everything on my own and I wouldn't have to rely on anybody. After a long conversation with my boyfriend, trying to find a solution for the whole thing and him offering me money, I decided it would be best if I call the estate agent back and let him know that August would be okay for me. Even though it pisses me off a lot.

Yes it means another 4 weeks with my parents, which isn't easy, but it also will give me more time to get the money together. So maybe it was a sign and moving in in July isn't as bad for me as I thought.

I’ll be honest, I’m quite stubborn and I HATE when I have to rely on other people. This was MY plan, MY decision so I have to be able to do this on my own. I can’t take money from my dad or my boyfriend. Because they’re not in this situation, it's not their problem and it wouldn't be fair from me to take their money. They've got enough on their own plate. I signed the contract so I have to be able to pay. No matter how.

After (finally) realising this, I called the estate agent and told him that August is okay for me now. He was rather happy about this, said the landlord actually wanted to give me a call anyways, to ask if I could please change my mind about it. So basically even if I wouldn't have made this decision, the landlord would probably have called today and told me there’s no other way than moving in in August.

So now I’ll have to wait 48 days instead of just 17. I am still quite angry about this, but I actually knew the whole time that they won’t be able to get the house done until July. It’s only 2 more weeks and the house isn't even close to being ready.

The good thing is, I’ll be able to definitely pay the deposit on my own and I’ll even have some money and time to buy more stuff. And that’s exactly what I’ll do on Saturday to cheer me up! Buy some cute pictures, lamps, carpets and a tea pot J

So, now I just hope they won’t call me at the end of July and say they have to move the date to 1^st September…….

Xx Sab

Let’s get down to business.

Remember when I told you about the job offer I got a few weeks ago? Yes? Good. Guess what…I rejected it. I don’t know if this was the right decision or not but I had to make one and I’m quite happy with it at the moment. We’ll see how it turns out in the future.

And I absolutely can’t wait for what lies ahead of me. THE date is the 21^st of August. Only 10 weeks left until my planned leave. Holy Christ! And yet, there is SO much to do. I hope this is going to work out! (I am still shitting my pants! But I honestly try to be positive!)

On Thursday I called my agency to tell them about my plans and that I’m going to cancel the contract so the last day of work for me will be the 31^st of July. As expected they weren’t happy that I’m going to leave, but they have no other choice, they have to accept it. So today I wrote my termination with notice, which I’ll have to send out later. Crazy stuff. I also already cancelled my phone contract, but still got to pay for it until November. Great.

I sent out a lot of applications already and hope I’ll get some feedback so it’ll be a bit easier for me to get a job, once I’m in England.

I already told you that I’m currently living at my nana’s and I’ll stay there until the day I leave. So pretty much my whole stuff, all the boxes, are now in her basement (she’s absolutely not happy about it because the basement isn’t really big but, oh well.). I still got to find a way to send it all over, something cheap not like a container or something. But I can’t be arse to put it all in small boxes, this would be too expensive, but I’ll figure something out.

"Sometimes goodbye is a second chance."

I also have to plan our farewell party. Yes OUR. The bestie is going to come over (she’s currently in London working as an au pair) and we’ll have a little party with all our “friends”. So I’ll have to design the invitations, try to get the bestie on Skype so we can figure out a guest list, got to rent the place for the party, got to calculate how much money we can/have to spend on food and drinks. It’s a lot to do but I’m actually quite looking forward to it.

What else is there to do? Umm of course I got to book some flights. I actually want to go see the boyfriend again and his family in July before I move over. I got to go to different doctors, talk to my bank, my insurance and some other people. Since I am working everyday from 8 to 4 and I’m home by 6 it’s quite hard to find the time to do it. And I can’t take a few days off work again.

I also got to make an appointment for a tattoo me and the bestie want to get the day before the party. And I’m actually really excited about it. It’s going to be gorgeous!

"And I'm dreaming so much, but I don't ever wanna stop."

So much to do, so little time. I can’t believe how fast the last few weeks have gone! And I still cannot believe all this is finally happening now. It’s crazy. But I’m really looking forward to all of it. It’s definitely going to be an adventure!



I'll keep you updated of course ;)

Cheers,

Sab x