Hello my fellow sunshines, it's been a long time.
Last time I posted I was talking about the festive period and how it's the most wonderful time of the year, little did I know back then it would also turn into the most stressful time of my life since my dissertation. I was hunting for a flat sure, but didn't really think I would be sorted till the New Year. OH, how I was wrong. The whole process actually moves very quick once you've found somewhere you love, and the whirlwind of moving began.
Obviously however, with it being me the moving in process was far from simple. I have had the most stressful two weeks of my life, when they said "don't grown up, it's a trap!" they really bloody meant it. I feel like I have a tsunami of adulthood just placed over my head. So, the first problem: because I moved into a flat that was above a shop, somehow when the suppliers where changed the electricity was still registered as commercial and not residential. It took me at least a month of going forwards and backwards, being told different things from different people and not knowing what on earth was going on. I have never spent so much time on the phone repeating myself, it's got to be one of the most patience testing experiences you will every have to go through.
Secondly, on Christmas eve ( of all days) I was supposed to be getting my sky fitted, a phone line putting in so that I can use the internet. WELL. The guy showed up, very dismissive said he didn't have the right equipment for the pole to put up the line, and that he needed access to the back (which I didn't have at the time) too put it up. So that was that, he left - may I add at 8AM! At this point I hadn't properly moved in, so I had come all the way from home (20 miles) with my mum and dad just for him too say he. can't. do. it. The best part is, when I rescheduled for them to do it a few weeks later the man that came said that it was all a load of bollocks! He didn't need access to the back, and that he was lying about equipment to get out of the job. He had also put down in the notes that he did all the interior work, so that he got paid - which was all lies! He didn't even come into the property. Safe too say though that whoever he was will not be getting paid for the job, and he would be lucky if he still has one.
Third and finally, my boiler was all over the place, the gauge was going up and down on it's own and I had to keep refilling it up, and for fear of a gas leak my landlady made me move out till it was fixed. Oh and top that off the same night she told me that I had gone to cook for the first time, and everytime I tried to turn the hob on, it would blow the electrics. Just picture we stood there trying to cook me tea, freezing cold because I was too scared to put the heating on and then the electrics blowing out. ONLY ME! At the time I was honestly mid breakdown fighting back the tears, looking back now I have to laugh but my god I do not know how I got through it all.
SO, as a little disclaimer that is why my blog has been so neglected. I had every intention too start off 2019 with regular content, but life is life! You can't help it, shit happens. But, on the plus side I do have my own little place now! My cute colourful home is my everything, and at the end of the day it all worked out perfectly. There are always a few bumps in the road, but for me the feel like bloody mountains. Never the less I am so proud of how I've handled everything, and the first real test of adulthood - I never knew I could be so mature! But watch this space now for content is coming, I've just had a little life break.
