So, I’m all moved, I’m unpacked (mostly) and I’ve got online. Here’s a couple of shots of my new room. It’s not big, but I’m pleased with it.It’s cosy and my stuff just about fits in,and the house itself is great, so I’m content.
Mostly, I’m just pleased to have a new KissHQ to call home. My old house was so stressful to live in. We had endless trouble with the landlord, the letting agent and builders. There was always some new problem.
And, full disclosure time, I hadn’t been happy living there lately at all. After some troubles in the house, things got nasty with my housemates. I’m sure everything just got twisted and went too far, but in the end I felt bullied and unwanted. I didn’t feel comfortable in what was supposed to be my home. I spent more and more time with MrKiss (thank you, lovely flatmates of MrKiss, for being so welcoming of how often I was invading that flat), made some new friends at work and with MrKiss’s group, but that seemed to only worsen the situation in the house. I was so thankful to just get out. Closing the door for the last time was such a relief. I already feel happier. I’m enjoying my new house, my new housemates are really nice and I’ve been spending some time with workmates, and life is pretty good.
I know I wasn’t blameless, and I behaved badly and just cut and run as soon as I could to get out in the end, but I have no regrets. I’ve learnt that old friends that stick with you are worth their weight in gold (you know who you are) and new friends who accept you without the need to change you are just as valuable.