my new home...

... is better than shoes!!!!!!!!!!!

Granted, perhaps not at this moment, with about 60 odd boxes still closed and dropped all over the place, the incredible amount of dirt from the removal company people (man, I hope they don't read this but, goodness me, they are such such slobs!!..), my clothes and shoes still packed ( I have been wearing the same, filthy by now, outfit for the last 4 days and I am disgusted by myself... worse even, tomorrow morning I'm going out and I have to put on the same things as I am too exhausted to continue and unpack another pair of jeans and sweater...) and my indescribable back pain...

However, I have the whole city at my feet, I look out the glass balcony doors from the sofa where I'm seated and I see a sea of lights all the way to the beach, I have taken my first shower here and eaten my first meal, I have TV, phone and internet (thanks to the love of my life), my bed is made  and I feel happier than I can remember! And, "Pointless" starts on BBC1 in a while!! What more can I ask??!

It was the right choice to move, I feel better and better about it as it actual sinks in that I have really done it and I'm here and the worse part is over. So, what if I have another billion things to do? I will do them as I did the other billion things I have done so far, nothing scares me (except for boats... and cable carts... and snakes... and... ok, a lot of things but not this one!) and within a week it will all be ready! I promise! What the heck, next week I will report to you that all is done and I will even post a picture for you ;)

'till then ;)

taking a break...

I have been super busy with the removal for weeks now (yes, that does explain why my last post was so long ago...) and I have been doing things I did not think I would be doing... For example, scrubbing the floor boards to get rid of tiny little spots of paint that got away and did not end up on the wall where they should have. Or, putting together my new chairs, they were supposed to come all ready, I thought... this sort of things. Surely I did expect the endless trips to IKEA and to the DIY store(s) I just did not think I would be driving, almost every time, my MINI loaded like a small track back home... and, which home??!! Sometimes the old one, sometimes the new one...

Yes, it has been hectic, stressful, tiring more than I can describe however, just yesterday, after the last lamps were hanged and connected and I cleaned up a bit, I started realizing that it is coming together for real! It was the first time that I thought that I might be on schedule after all, to have everything ready for next week's removal, and that my new home starts to look like I imagined it! And that put a great big smile on my face!

But no, it is not that which qualifies as "better than shoes" today, though if all goes well (fingers crossed) my new nest will be better than shoes on its own. No. Today's post is about taking break... which is what I did today. I went to work (I still have to work in the office obviously...) and then came home, put on sweatpants and crashed on the sofa in front of the TV. And that's exactly from where I'm writing this! It is raining outside, I am cosy and warm and I just stop running around like a maniac for a little while. Tomorrow, again, a lot to do but for today, I'm taking a break and it is marvelous!!

getting rid of the garbage...

...is better then those Miu Miu glitter heel pumps that I have my eye set on for a couple of months (and cannot afford because I'm spending all my money on lamps and paint and cables for the new house...)

No, I do not mean the regular garbage... that's just a chore. No, I mean the real garbage, the stuff that has accumulated over the years, all the little (or the big) things that we just do not throw away immediately when we realise we don't need them because "what if..." . But that "what if" never comes and the stuff  hides cleverly on the top shelf of the wardrobe or at the bottom of the cupboard or, like in my case, neatly put in beautiful boxes... that's the real garbage and that's what's "better than shoes" getting rid of!

I am in the process of moving house, as those who follow this blog regularly already know. And I made a promise to myself (and my boyfriend) that I would not take any garbage with me in the new home. A removal is a great chance to start over, to rid myself of the old and the useless and the damaged (yes, I do speak literally and metaphorically) and start anew. In order to do that, however, I had to get into the storage... where all the skeletons hid... and throw them away! Scary job... and heavy as well, my back still hurts from last weekend. But I did it, I tamed the beast!

How is it possible for just one person to accumulate such junk is beyond me! How is it possible a house apparently so tidy to reveal such rubbish! Why on earth have I kept insurance bills from 2003 for my old car which by the way I sold two years ago!! I felt ashamed... I sat on the floor tearing papers for hours, I carried 20, yes 20, garbage bags to the garbage bins downstairs and an unknown number of paper boxes... And it felt so good!!! Better than anything I have done in years!!! I freed myself from the past, I broke the chains that kept me a slave to a life is no longer mine!! And yes, it was worth the back pain, every bit of it ;)