6 Aug

On the weekend I moved houses. On paper it was a bad idea: my new place is further away from uni, the room is smaller, rent is slightly more expensive and since I broke my lease early on the previous place I’m stuck pay rent for two places, at least for the time being. But on the plus side I’m now sharing with just one other person who knows how to tidy up after herself, goes out and enjoy herself with friends. These pluses are more than enough to make up for the downside.

One thing I’ve learnt is that sometimes it is best to ignore what is  on paper.

I was really getting depressed at my old place. I love cooking, its is one of the best ways for me to destress. Yet at the old place, cooking was something I only did to feed myself. The kitchen floor was often crunchy (I actually found half a rasher of bacon on the floor when I did a quick final clean up). The benches were dirty and there was a pile of pots that needed to wash. Really, if I wanted to cook, it was almost  guaranteed  that I would need to clean up  first. I don’t find cleaning a good way to destress, so the result was I just didn’t cook. On a related note: I am an introvert. I’ve found interacting with peoples mess that be as draining as interacting with actual people, with no bonus side effect of companionship. Seeing a messy kitchen was enough for me not to want to interact with people.

Two of the four people I was living with, just didn’t talk. The other guy use to be a friend. Use to be as living with him made me lose all respect. He never cleaned (and actually consented to his mother, the landlord, cleaning up the house), left his shit around the house and just didn’t do anything. I did ask him a few times to  clean up after himself and got the whole “Well if you really think so, but I think you are being a bitch about it” impression from him. I wasn’t willing to ask him every single time, as really, I’m not his mother.

I’ve spent two nights at my new place now: and I’m actually happy. Last night, I came home. House mate was out, so I made a nice dinner (kale, caramelised red onion, marinated fetta,  olives with a friend egg) and could sit in the living room and read my book quietly. I then cleaned up after myself. It then struck me, that I was happy. At my old place I would be feeling a lot of resentment towards everyone else. I would be holing myself up in my room, trying to ignore everyone else. Now I feel like I can just relax, which makes this whole move  worth it.



One Response to “Moved!”


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