I was gonna title this post something super clickbait like “BIG NEWS” or something, but I decided against it. I’ll probably be super click bait in all my social promo though, ha #NoRagrets.
INTO OUR OWN LITTLE FLAT
Those who have followed me for a while will know our struggle with flying the nest. I moved out during University (spending 3 years in the wonderful city of Nottingham) and moved back home after graduating. Not long after, I moved in with Joe and his parents. (Not because I didn’t want to live with my parents, but because I wanted to live with Joe and it was easier for us both to get to work from his parents’ place.)
I’ve written about my career/work history a few times on this blog and, as most of you will know, I was redundant for 6 months last year. Annoyingly, I lost my job just as we were thinking about moving out and renting our own place. I’d got out of my student overdraft, we could afford it, it felt like the right time.
Then I lost my job, so, obviously, it wasn’t the best time to move.
Because I was out of work for 6 months, I got pretty deep back into my overdraft and moving out became another distant memory. It’s now been about 18 months since I first moved in with Joe and his parents, and I can officially say we’re moving out.
(To be clear, we’re renting – not buying. Lol, I ain’t made of money.)
It’s all been a bit sudden because as much as we’d planned on moving out soon, we’d also planned on getting Christmas out of the way and not moving until the new year.
BUT a few weeks ago, the most gorgeous flat came up. It was in budget, in the perfect area, 2 bedrooms, all new, very *blogger* and we totally loved it. We kind of thought fuck it, let’s book a viewing! But someone got there first.
But, because we were gutted, we just continued to look. On the off chance something else came up we loved. Because we’d kind of realised we didn’t *have* to wait until the new year if we didn’t want to.
The original flat we liked was in a rennovated pub, and when we were driving past we noticed there was definitely more than one flat in there. Excited, I emailed the letting agency asking if we could be informed if the first floor flat became available.
About a week later, I got a call.
The first floor flat was available, and not only was it available but it was even nicer than the other flat. Bigger, lighter, prettier, with a BATH and gorgeous little details like fireplaces in the lounge and the main bedroom. We went for a viewing and fell head-over-heels. We were worried we wouldn’t be able to take the cat with us (or, at least, would have to sneak him in) but yesterday, I got a call to say we’d been accepted. Cat included.
So, we pick up the keys on the 1st December.
One month today.
I have a lot of lists to write.
Moving forward, I’m super excited what this is going to do for my content. There will be moving vlogs, interior posts and definitely a lot more recipes ’round these parts. I’ll no doubt be blogging about the move, and keeping you all updated on social media, so keep your eyes peeled!
We’re finally going to have our own little space, and honestly this has been such a long time coming I’m getting a little teary at the thought.
(If anyone has any super top tips for moving into your first *proper* place, I’m all ears!)