I can’t believe it’s been over a month since I waved goodbye to Stella at LAX, tears were shed I confess but it’s been an exciting, fun, frustrating, massive change of a month and I’ve loved it. I’ve had a huge amount of stress, panicked at times, tried to chill out, worried about work and money, made new friends, had a couple of hangovers, tried to chill out again, done a lot of exercise in an attempt to chill out and resolved to make this work.
From finding my new flat, dealing with the endless paperwork, setting up the utilities, to waiting eternally for broadband, I’ve learned or rather, I’m slowly learning patience. I definitely come from the “I want an Oompa Loompa NOW Daddy,” school of thought for those who are familiar. Well, the Oompa Loompas take their time around here and don’t appreciate it if you try and rush them as my sister found out when it took three months for her broadband to be installed because she kept shouting at them. Lesson learned, I’ve been very nice to the Oompa Loompas and as of today, I have the internet!
The first night in my new flat wasn’t the easiest night if I’m honest. I was exhausted, it had been a very stressful week and as I tried to get to sleep I was pretty sure I could hear monkeys. My flat is quite close to London zoo so there’s a very good chance it was monkeys however it was a Saturday night so may just have been the drunks in Camden (the rough bit down the hill). Things definitely looked better in the light of day and I haven’t heard monkeys since.
I’ve discovered it’s quite challenging not to have any furniture or utensils and I’ve had to buy quite a lot of things just to function although it still looks like no one lives here. At the moment I don’t have a TV so I’m doing a lot of exercise, reading and cooking in my one pan. It’s a good challenge for maintaining a postive attitude and my cooking is getting quite creative now that I’ve mastered the induction cooktop. I suspect I’ll buy a TV (and even another pan) at some point but I’m not bored, there’s been too much going on.
I’ve enjoyed the changes in the weather as one day is never the same as the last. Every morning I get up, open the blind for today’s “weather surprise!” and then the challenge of the day is what to wear which is interesting when you have about ten pieces of clothing or what I’m calling “my capsule wardrobe” but so far I’ve done pretty well.
Overall I’m very happy and feel I’ve done the right thing coming to London. It’s taken me thirty years to get back but I’m starting to feel like I may have come home at last.