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We get along for the most part, me and reality

Posted by Carla Boyd on Sunday, June 1, 2014 Under: Music-related blogs
We get along for the most part
Me and reality, the light and the dark
We live alone, two different worlds
Me in a fantasy, you in your memories
But we get along

I can't believe it's been almost a year since I've last written on here. Last year, there was a time where I had nothing much to say. There was a lot of job hunting, interviews, call backs, and disappointment when things didn't work out.

Finally, in September last year, after the latest very promising second interview for a job I ultimately didn't get, I got a call from the recruiter who was shocked I didn't get the position. I was told that the recruitment agency were actually looking for a social media exec and whether I wanted to come down for an interview to meet the director. I agreed, had an interview the next day, and got offered the job on the spot at the end of the interview. 

Then things moved really fast. I found a place, I moved my things in, I started my job - and just as I was thinking everything was finally going well for me, I realised I had bed bugs. Yep, those tiny insects that live in your mattress and come out while you're sleeping so you wake up the next day with a bunch of itchy bumps all over your body. So I called pest control, packed up everything I had just unpacked, and slept on the balcony for a few nights. I got very little sleep, I was stressed to no end, and I ended up breaking into tears most evenings from sheer exhaustion. Eventually pest control came and got rid of the buggers.

Before I knew it, it was Christmas. I went home for 2 weeks to see my family and came back in the new year. January and February were busy months at work and flew by and then I got my next obstacle - a notice from my estate agent saying I had to move out, unless I didn't want to, in which case I could stay... The notice was rather confusing, so I called them up and asked what was happening. I was told the landlord was getting another agency to take care of his property but we'd be able to stay if we wanted by simply signing a new contract with the new agency. This, then, turned into "actually, the new agency wants everyone out after all", so I had go flat hunting. 

Flat hunting in London is not something I wish upon anyone, ever. Properties were either overpriced, tiny, dirty, or really far away from work. I saw many properties, talked to tons of estate agencies, searched through property websites every day during my lunch break... eventually decided on a flat that got taken by someone else an hour before I got off work. Finally, I found a flat in Lewisham. I had contacted the landlord about a different property previously and he had send me a reply saying that the flat was gone but he had another one coming up. I went to see the flat, fell in love with it, and decided to take it before anyone else had a chance. It's a bit more expensive than I would have liked but it's my very own flat and I'm very happy with it so I'm not complaining. It's newly refurbished so nobody has lived in it before, it's still fairly close to work (about 45 minutes door-to-door), and within zone 2, meaning I don't pay any more on travel than I used to. So overall, it all worked out.

I moved in at the end of March and went on holiday to America just a couple weeks later. I was glad to have a break from everything and to see my lovely friend Lisa! I got to celebrate her daughter Ava's first birthday and go on a trip down to Tennessee with her and her family. Sometimes, all you need is some time away to realise that life isn't all stress and worries. The trip couldn't have come at a better time and my only regret is that it wasn't longer. 

I came back and before I knew it was May, with 2 long weekends, which somehow made time fly by even faster, and now it's June! I find it genuinely scary how my life seems to fly by without me realising how much time has gone past. Last time I wrote I was unemployed, about to embark 4 exhausting, gut-wrenching months of job hunting. Now it's a year later, I've been back in London and working full-time for over 8 months, I've moved twice, been on holiday twice, and I'm actually in a pretty good place! I have a job I like with colleagues that are lovely, I live in a nice flat that I don't have to share with anyone, I have fantastic friends that I love very much. Now lets just hope that life doesn't drop another bombshell on me and just lets me be for a little while. :) 


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Tags: new job  busy  christmas  life  stress  holiday  happy 
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