Current Mood:
almost content.
Unfortunately Milhouse died and as with Pilz-e we buried him in the park under cover of darkness. He went peacefully. We miss the cute noises they used to make. We don't miss the poo. . . *sad*
Since then, life seems to be getting almost. . . good!
Cait's Mum visited, which was really nice. I'm glad she likes where we live. She didn't stay long, so just looked around locally. I hope her parents come back. It would be fun to show them more of England. There are still places I would like to take Cait.
Our landlords replaced all the carpets in the flat, so there is no more subtle musty smell, and the place has finally completely lost that depressing 70's look. When it is tidy, the living room is just a gorgeous place to be. The kitchen is bright and cleanable so I don't worry about the floor having it's own ecosystem. I'm so happy with the flat. The windows are going to be replaced too (apparently), so that will mean a huge reduction in traffic noise. Of course, I'm sure our rent is about to skyrocket, but I guess we worry about that when it happens, we've had it cheap so far.
Not much is happening. Cait has temporarily taken over from me as the main breadwinner (I hope we can equally share the responsibility soon). She is going back to America soon and is working hard up until then. I'm following her a week later. I'm looking forward to getting out of Nuneaton for a while. In the meantime I am just doing youth work and job hunting. I'm also trying to make friends, and get back in touch with old friends. I think it's time I regained a social life. It has been nice to have this time to relax and sort myself out, but I'm getting bored now and I don't like being broke. We have worked out that in our current situation, we can both afford to work part time hours. we would have more money than when I was just working at TIP (which was a comfortable income). It would give us both time to go after the things we want, and enjoy life a bit without being overworked and exhausted. (or underworked and lethargic).
If we can pull this off, life will be fairly sweet:) There is no point in us both doing 40 hours of work if it isn't necessary. life is too short and speeding by fast. I can't believe I am starting to go gray!