Bubbling Around

Back on track

As I mentioned a couple of times before, the situation I was in before moving to this apartment wasn’t the best in the world. The last couple of months I have been down. Not depressed, just down. I didn’t find the energy to do any of the activities I love. The only thing I did a lot was watching tv shows. I was slowly turning into a couch potato and let that be the last thing I want to be. But all the creativity and the crazy ideas I once had, had disappeared because of the bad vibes in that house. I know it’s weird to describe it like that, but there honestly isn’t a better way to put it.

Now that I’ve been living here, in this apartment for not even two weeks yet, I can feel the energy coming back to me. It’s quiet here. I can move around the place and I only have to keep one other person in account, being my boyfriend. There’s no waiting for hours before I can take a shower, there’s now waiting in line to be able to use the tiny kitchen we had to share, there aren’t any people around to who I don’t know what to say,… Nope. None of that. And I’m enjoying it. I feel more creative, more awake (even though I still don’t sleep very well), ready do to things, to start new projects, to learn how to sew clothes,…

I feel as if I’m back on track and I haven’t felt this feeling for quite some time now. I’m glad it’s back and of course I’ll keep you posted on all the silly ideas and funky projects.

It’s all so still… sttt…

You might have noticed that it has been rather quiet on this blog and I do have a good reason for that. I moved Friday. Finally! Thomas and I now live together in our lovely and very messy apartment. We still have a lot to unpack, but we take it one box at a time. Oh and did I already mention we don’t have internet access yet? No? Well, we don’t. Normally we’ll get it somewhere next week. So until then, it will be rather quiet around here. But don’t worry, I’ll be back.

Compensation

My grandma died in 2008 a week after my birthday. She was 79, still in good health and in great spirit, but unfortunately she got hit by car with a reckless young driver behind the wheel. It was all so sudden. There wasn’t any time to say goodbye. It was horrible. Back then my dad e-mailed me about a compensation. The drivers insurance would pay of course, but I didn’t hear from until this evening.

My dad e-mailed with a letter from a lawyer in the attachment in which she said she had received the entire sum. She had to calculate who was getting what and she was going to send everyone the money once she got all the bank account numbers. I am getting a lot of money from this compensation. It’s basically a month’s salary for me.

But if I had to pick between the compensation and getting my grandma, I’d knew what to chose. No money can make up for this loss. Boy, I’ve been crying since I’ve gotten that e-mail from my dad. I just… find it so strange. “Here’s some money, we hope that eases the pain,”. What?! It’s not bringing my grandma back. But I’ve figured out what I’m going to do with. I’ll spend it in her honor. I’ll buy fabric, thread, a sewing form perhaps and maybe I’ll make a beautiful trip to Paris with it together with Thomas. Who knows. But I do think that she’d want me to use this money in a way that makes me happy and that helps me remember her. And that’s what I’ll do.

After I finish crying my guts out.

Packing

My room is a mess at the moment and it sucks. I’m not really a very tidy person, but I can only handle a certain amount of mess. And this is beyond that amount. On the other hand, I’m postponing packing. My computer is on while I try to get some of my stuff in the boxes and I check twitter every other minute, I decide I want to blog, I find old treasures,… The moving part and getting everything done in time is actually stressing me out, but still I’m not doing anything. It makes me freeze for some reason.

God, I’m going to be so glad when this is over and I’ll be even happier when I’m settled in the apartment and freed from the struggle of living with other people (except for the boyfriend of course).

Beating the scale

You know what does help to lose some weight? Getting sick and spending a lot of time on the loo. Yup. Both me and my boyfriend have a bug in our stomachs. The timing is not the best in the world. At all. We have to get the keys of our apartment tomorrow and we’ll be moving next weekend. Hopefully we’ll feel better soon. *crosses fingers*