Reverb11 Day 12 – 12 Things

12 Things – What are 12 things your life doesn’t need in 2012? How will   you go about eliminating them? How will getting rid of these 12 things  change your life? 

• I definitely do not need any more credit card debt.  Moving has made a huge dent in that Visa account, and it needs to be filled in and left alone
• I do not need any more horrible work situations.  I have had enough of that to last me a life-time
• After this weekend, I definitely do not need any more extended family related engagements.  Talk about insufferable!
• I do not need inconsiderate housemates
• I have to stop procrastinating and do things properly.  Procrastination could quite easily be the root of all evil if it could just get off it’s lazy procrastinating ass
• I do not need to watch any more bad television.  The hours spent watching horrible shows just to avoid doing other more important stuff (like studying) makes me want to cringe
• I do not need any people who run me down and make my life unpleasant with their insipid personalities.  My life is hard enough to deal with without having people like that around
• I most definitely do not want to move during exam times again!  I have done it 3 times now, and it is absolutely horrible
• I do not need any more subjects that I failed or have to re-write simply because I do not spend the time I have wisely
• I most definitely do not need any more bad service in my life.  Is it just me or has customer service completely disappeared in SA?
• I need a lot less darkness in my life and a lot more light and fun
• I do not need any more unpleasant surprises.  I think 2012 can give me a little break from all that.

Moving will never be fun

On Saturday was the big move from my beloved and very familiar east, to the completely unfamiliar and slightly scary Moot area.  Thankfully due to my early start at 06:00am, everything was moved and stacked in the new place by 03:00pm, and I am even more thankful that Saturday was not as hot as the previous couple of days and that the rainmakers waited until night time to let loose the rainstorm.

All in all, this was one of the more stress-free moves I’ve ever had, the problem came in with the state of the new place.  There are no words for the horrors we discovered.  Thankfully my dad and one of the workers stayed behind while we moved the Pretoria stuff, and in my absence scrubbed the bathroom from floor to ceiling with jik and sprayed the mold remover stuff in the bathroom, something which the landlord promised to have fixed, but just like with the painting it hasn’t happened yet.  (Hopefully the painting will be done on Saturday, according to the landlord).  I’m holding thumbs because that mold remover stinks badly and I can’t get the smell out

I also have another smelly problem and I have no idea how the previous people (the landlord’s sister!) never sorted it out.  There’s a little store room attached to the bedroom, but it’s not a nicely finished off room and the floor is just cemented with the bottom half of the walls just being bricks.  That room smells vile, and the problem is that it is open to the bedroom and these people just lived with the smell!!!  I bought a bottle of ammonia and will be pouring it all over that room to try get rid of the smell, I just hope it works.  The general state of the place still seems horrible, but I am sure it will all look much better with a coat of paint.  And once it has been painted I can really start unpacking, as I want as little as possible out that can break  or get covered in paint until it is done.

I love the fact that the new place is spacious and have loads of windows and a perfect sized garden, even though it needs grass and lots of work.  I also love the fact that I can see the television in the lounge while I’m busy in the kitchen, it is definitely helping with the cleaning of the kitchen.

I have been too scared to open the oven, as my sister said she almost hurled when she saw it, and she is not nearly as sensitive to smells and grossness as me.  I have, however, bought industrial strength oven cleaner, but have just not had the courage to take a look and start cleaning it yet.  But I guess I will have to do it eventually, I can’t live on pizza the rest of the lease contract.

For now there’s still lots of cleaning and fixing up to be done before I can call it home, but the place has potential and I am desperately clinging to the picture in my head.

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

I am choosing happiness and will ninja-kick disappointment and despair in the butt before it knows what hit it.

Another new chapter

I am moving to a new place over the weekend, and I could not be more excited!  I cannot wait to live on my own again and to have the whole place just to myself.  And it will be so amazing to get all of my stuff out of storage again, not to mention the new stuff I can now get.

Sharing with someone is so much harder than you would think, and after living with D for 2 years, I do not think that I will be able to live with anyone ever again.  I am also so glad that most of my stuff is in storage, because he single handedly managed to destroy most of the things I brought with me, especially my kitchen stuff.  But all that is in the past.  Only 4 more sleeps and then I can make a proper home in my new place.

I am getting the keys tomorrow night, so I can already start hauling some boxes over to the new place, and take all the big stuff on Saturday.  It’s going to be a very long day, as I have to get my stuff out of storage just outside of Bronkhorstspruit, take it to my new place and then move the stuff from my current place to the new one.  It’s going to be a lot of up and down driving, but once I am settled everything will be just fine.

I already have a bottle of bubbly ready for celebrating on Saturday!