If you read last week's blog you will know Amy and I have taken a huge step in our lives recently, as we have moved into a new flat here in Cheltenham.
The new flat is located on the same road as where I was found fitting after suffering the bleed on my brain, so imagine my feelings about returning back there for the first time - and also having to walk past there every day on my way to work! When I lived there at my old flat, which is why I was cheekily parking there that day, as it is located opposite my work, it was the first, and only time, I have ever lived on my own and it had come about after I had come out of a bad relationship break up, so I very much felt like I was rebuilding myself in that flat, and now I am living only across the road from it, and it is ironic that I feel like I am rebuilding myself, career and life, again, but for different reasons this time, following the bleed I suffered on my brain.
However, having cleared our old flat out of a lot of our stuff, we have been hearing all sorts of different noises in our building while staying there, like it is something spooky from a Scooby Doo episode.
I originally moved into our old flat all on my own, with Amy eventually joining me when she relocated up here from Poole, to be my carer, and start her PGCE - which still to this day I cannot believe she did -
Therefore, it never really felt like it was "our" flat because it was originally intended for just me on my own, when I came out of hospital.
In the new flat though, it is most definitely "our" flat, with an abundance of pretty little flower vases and nicely smelling candles now joining us in each of the rooms we walk into. Not that I am complaining of course. Far from it! For those of you who are fans of the 1990s American sitcom "Friends" (which I am) it reminds me of the episode when Joey lived with the supermodel Elle MacPherson, because she had a number of different female items scattered all about their apartment, like pot pourri for example.
It definitely feels like a new start and we are leaving behind a lot of rubbish. We lived in a damp, dark, lower ground floor, one bed flat, which we felt horrible living in, and didn't ever want to invite anyone round. We scrimped and saved as much as possible, all with the dream in mind of being in a lovely flat, surrounded by lovely things. I am so please to say we are pretty much there.
I do, however, look at our new stage of life and think we should be further along than this. Amy and I are getting so excited about renting a new place, but most of my friends have brought their houses and started families. We are not where we should be, and that upsets me, but I must remember to stop comparing, what we have achieved is something to be proud of. We will get everything we want, it will just take a bit more time.