Thursday, 4 September 2014
I suppose it's a good idea to talk about the fact that I am going to getting my own place soon(ish) and when I say my own place, no I don't mean I will own it.
I just mean a place to call my own space. Weirdly life worked out so that I ended up doing this at 35!
Now 35 is pretty old to be doing this a number of my freinds and peers and are mortgages. With me I was at college and up until my mid-twenties and then I met someone and moved in with her for about 3 years. We broke up and I spent two years at my parents retraining for a different career path. That didn't work out but I started talking to my ex and we made up and again I moved in with her this time for about 4 and half years.
Now we come to the present day and here I am back at my parents only this time I am going to be getting my own space because let's face it I am far too old to be with my folks and I am not waiting to move in with some. No that's a bad idea.
I often wonder just how many people my age are in exactly the same situation as me, I never really managed to crack moving away when I was much younger. I worked enough to be able to afford to do it but I also enjoyed spending that money and I had my own difficuties that made things ten times harder.
I suppose there is no outstanding, striking reason for me to be telling you all this but you may well feel you know me better by reading this.