In fact I’m exhausted. On my own in the flat at the moment (The Boy and Father of The Boy have gone down to Wiltshire) and as a consequence I’m not sleeping well. At all.

On a brighter note I now have somewhere to live.

This makes me happy.

I’ll endeavour to update you all properly with details and such but for now I’m going to bed.

Oh and the house? It’s the one with the crazy cocktail drinking, cowboy hat wearing, sheepdog owning people.

AxXx

So, here I am, living (just outside) the big city (for the time being anyway).
Life is… different.

I’m currently working at a company on the southbank called Vinopolis and I love it. The people are all a little mad (like myself) and I get to meet new and interesting tourists every day. It’s not the best paid job in the world but it’s my foot on the ladder so to speak. If I stay with them for long enough then I will receive training which I can take with me later.

So I’m employed, this is a good thing. The bad thing is that I don’t really have anywhere to live. Before you panic, everything is fine with The Boy, we couldn’t be happier. But circumstance dictates that there isn’t any room for me in the flat due to Father of The Boy coming back to work in London. The Boy is going back to being a student so he’ll stay put for now and I get to spread my wings and go into a new place.

It’s terrifying.

No really.

There’s a fabulous website called Gum Tree and I seem to spend all my free time trawling through it. Today has been mainly a day of making phone calls and sending e-mails to complete strangers that I may end up co-habiting with.
I went to see a place last night, (quite a cosy room. You open the door and kinda meet the bed but it’s workable. The current residents are all a bit mad and insist on dressing for cocktails every night where they partake of them at their built in bar, whilst wearing pink cowboy hats and talking over a giant toy english sheepdog. Nutters.) and I have 2 more lined up for this evening and about 3 more possibilities for tomorrow. It’s not too bad. The only thing that I’m really worried about (besides money of course) is that I may end up developing a slight Antipodean accent as most of the people offering rooms are from the land down under. But the boy thinks it’s a cute quirk so it’s one I’ll live with!

So yes, that’s a fairly good report on my life so far. Apologies for not keeping in touch quite as well as I should do, this place is a little hectic! But i will endeavour to let you know how the flat hunt goes. Failing that i have a very sturdy cardboard box i can sleep in…

AxXx

I know, I suck. But I’ve had a very busy week.
A much more informative update will follow later on but this is just to let you know (if any of you really care!) that the latest set of photo’s are up on flickr. Hadn’t posted any for a week! But I had been taking them and today’s will go up later too!

Lub choo!

AxXx