- Bubblegum Otees cereal. Oh my word it is delicious, and I don’t normally like cereal
- Little marshmallows in my coffee at night, it makes me think of when I was younger and my dad used to put it in my Milo in the winter
- Friends! I got my hands on the whole series and am loving watching it from the beginning. I have missed that show something crazy
- Not having SABC. My tv cable is not connected to the aerial so I have no SABC (and no DSTV either), but it made me realise how much time I spent watching horrible shows and I love that I now have more time in the evenings to do other things
- Puzzles. I unpacked one of the boxes that was in storage and discovered all my old puzzles and have started building one last night.
- My new Manhattan Sleeper Couch. It’s so comfy and pretty, I absolutely love it.
- My new Hello Kitty pajama dress. I’m going through a Hello Kitty phase
- Living alone! Oh, how I missed having my own space. Coming home and having everything exactly as I left it, being able to do what I want when I want, and not having any rotting dishes in the kitchen sink. Pure bliss, I tell you!
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Happiness is a choice, right?
Last night I took the majority of the packed boxes that I had with me to my new place, knowing that the landlord’s sister who previously lived there told me I mustn’t worry “it’s a bit dusty but it will be cleaned on Friday”. I nearly died when I saw how dirty the place was. Dust my ass! So I am holding thumbs that it does get cleaned properly, even though I know that I will clean it again, before unpacking anything.
On top of that when I first went to look at the place the landlord told me she will paint the whole place out, then last week she said that everything still looks fine and she’s only going to paint the bathroom. When I saw the place yesterday, completely empty, I could clearly see the walls are in serious need of a new paint job, with patches where the paint has completely peeled off the wall! I have already e-mailed her to tell her it NEEDS to be painted completely, and am waiting for her to reply.
I went on a complete downer last night at the state of the place; Things I never noticed when I went to look at it and when it was filled with someone else’s furniture. It doesn’t help much that I’m an instant gratification kind of girl with basically no patience whatsoever.
But they say happiness is a choice, right? So I have to look at the positives:
- It’s a very spacious place with a lot of potential.
- I have a decent sized garden and have free range in fixing it up because there is nothing there at the moment, it is a blank canvass.
- Some of the flaws will be easily disguised with some creativity and a little bit of money.
- I will once again have all my own possessions around me. My own space and style.
- And best of all, I do not have to share it with anyone. It will just be me and my squishies, the way I like it