Moving Out and Moving On
I’ve been home for almost a year. It is scary how quickly time flies, isn’t it? A year ago, I accepted a job in New Zealand, started to pack my life up in England and finally, after an epic Contiki trip to Italy, I moved home.
Saying ‘home’ is kind of bittersweet, as I always felt like I was more at home in England, than I was in NZ. Despite the fact that I only lived in England for 1.5 years. Quite possibly the best 1.5 years of my life.
Living in England was something I’d wanted to do since I was about 14. I thought that it was, you know, the land of Harry Potter, the land of tea and crumpets. So, when I left I was majorly upset. I didn’t even meet a prince while I was there!
So, as I said, I’ve been home for nearly a year. And by home, I mean my childhood home. Home with my parents (which hasn’t been all bad because they are quite relaxed). However, I recently decided that I needed to move out. I’m 27 now, so I need to go and have my own life again.
I went and visited a flat yesterday, where I totally embarrassed myself. I was talking to the landlady there and nearly fainted. She had to fetch a sick bowl, cold towel and tissues for me. Surprisingly, she still wants me to move in.
This new place is closer to work, which is perfect as I am not a morning person, and the 40-minute drive was starting to get to me. Unfortunately, in Auckland, we aren’t blessed with a great transport system. Although I don’t really miss the ‘face in random’s armpit’ commute that I faced in London.
This year I’ve really had to think carefully about my life. Lol, jokes.
But really, I have a lot more responsibility at work this year, running different programmes and curriculum areas (which I’m kind of meh about, as the more I have to do the less social life I have, which is not good).
I’ve drawn the line at having to go to any sports games, as I am unfortunately the sports coordinator at school (I am not a sports person at all!).
Siriusly, why get the person who hates sports, has always hated sports, and always came up with forged notes as to why she couldn’t do P.E. in high school, to be the sports coordinator?
At first, I thought, “I could complain about this forever!”. But then I realised: life is to short yo. YOLO. I decided that I’ll move on from this hideous topic, and start thinking about things that are more important. Such as, why don’t they have Krispa Corn Chips in Countdown anymore?
Living life on the edge is hard work, especially when you need to think about rent, driving, crisps and how you’re going to budget your money to be able to go to Japan in the middle of the year!
Yes, you read that right. I’m off to Japan (hopefully. I’ll be so sad if it doesn’t work out!).
So there you have it, a bit about my life at the moment.
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