I have joined the homeowner category of people.
I finally found a house where I could not find any arguments not to buy the place. Of course, the thyroid medicine helped a lot.
This may sound to you like I’m not very happy with it. You would be wrong.
It has been a strange year. With a lot of bumps in the road and ups and especially downs. I am very much looking forward to a place of my own.
A place where all my surfboards get the space they deserve. Where I can fling paint around as much or as little as I like. Where I can sleep, without hearing anybody going to the toilet, except myself. My own bathroom with tub, my own kitchen, with all my own appliances. A whole refrigerator for myself. A freezer to store my precooked food in. A garden, even though mainly facing north, I also have a west facing part and even a little garden in front of the house. It provides tanning locations. I can try and grow my own vegetables, or herbs at least. I can do yoga, work out, both inside and outside.
The location to me is close to ideal. Although not walking distance from the beach (unless you want to walk half a day), it is located close to main roads, walking distance from both a supermarket and a small park. Friends live nearby. And the street is quiet. So quiet that I’m already worried everybody will hear me sing if I feel the need :X
I am already living in my own house for a week and it feels good. I really have to get used to not having roommates: everytime I cough at night I’m worried I’m waking someone up. Makes me smile though 🙂
Last weekend we painted a bunch of walls (especially the bedroom walls: white, and living room wall: blue) and my chill spot now looks like this:
Needless to say 🙂 I’m happy (even though I’m using my holiday to recover from the flu 😉 ).