The Saga Continues

I will be moving flat again in February.

“Why? How? What?”, I hear you cry. “But that will mean you’ve lived in four places in 3yrs?”

Fucking ridiculous.

Replacement Housemate is moving in with another friend in December. Other Flatmate might be moving back to Spain in February or might be moving in with her boyf in July so…. You know what? How about everyone stops screwing me around??

I have realised I need to think about me and regain some control. So I’m calling the shots and deciding that I am moving out when our contract ends.

I feel a new sense if calm now things are under my control… I’ll have the stress of looking for somewhere new, but at least it’ll be self-induced and not due to someone else complicating matters. Hopefully I’ll find somewhere where I can sign a contract for me alone; not a group contract in which I am likely to be affected by the whims of others.

Or maybe I’ll get rich and rent somewhere just for me… One day…

So if you know anyone looking to rent a spare room, please think of me?

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