Might as well call it done
4 months ago
I was presented with a set of keys and a comment “huh, don’t have time for any pompousness, gotta run”. So that’s taken care of.
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Home is where the phone charger is
4 months ago
I’m not sure if this is “done” or not. I brought some of my stuff to his place. I brought my plants. We bought a bed (a big one! it’s like swimming in the ocean!). We rearranged furniture. I got a desk, a closet, some shelves. We cleaned for 3 days non-stop (if my Mom ever calls me lazy again… I spent 15 hours yesterday cleaning). We threw out and moved a lot of stuff.
A lot of my things are still at my place, including my computer. I’m still paying rent for my place. We plan on having a “trial period”. I’m thinking, if we don’t kill each other by September, we’re good for another 5 years or so. ;)
moving in with my boyfriend in september
16 months ago
were getting our first flat together on his 17th birthday. i love him so much n he means everything to me. been with him 2 years now n it feels so right. cant wait :)x
We're planning it out.
18 months ago
I’m happy that we’re taking this step. We’ve both talked about it a lot and it really does feel right.
It's scary to even write it down
22 months ago
... and we’re one signature away from it, so it’s not 100% official yet (only 99,999), but we’re moving to France. French Riviera.
When the panic subsides I can start being freakishly happy, I guess :)
Where?
23 months ago
Ok, we’re down to three two options.
UK (as in GLA) or France or Switzerland.
They’re not really “options” as fate and circumstances will pick one of them, but anyway… let’s roll.
Update: no more Switzerland as an option. If there are Swiss reading, please, take no offense, but… yay!
When?
1 year ago
Before Christmas. Definitely.
Where?
I guess we’ll point our finger randomly on a map.
(OK, not really, but yet…) :)
Here I am
2 years ago
at his place, I mean.
Just visiting, though, I haven’t moved in. Yet.
And I don’t think it will happen in the next months.
‘Cause he could decide to move in with me.
Our strenght (being willing to live anywhere, as long as we’re together) is also our curse, because it means a total lack of plans. And then daily life kicks in, and work becomes more demanding, and here-and-now has to be more important than tomorrow.
I’m not whining about this stall, though. It’s like there are some hanging things I have to resolve before I decide to make the leap (whatever country it takes me to). I’m sure it’s not complacency.
