It's been sooooooooo great moving into our new apartment, it's so much bigger than the old place I was staying at. Just so you all know, not only do I live with my boy, but we also share with my ex. Strange, yes, but he does make a good flatmate. we manage to stay pretty good friends, even after going out for 4 years. Moving into this bigger place has made things easier as he has the smaller downstairs bedroom, and we're upstairs. Plus we all have enough room to keep out of each others pockets, if we so desire.
This place is so good, I would consider buying the place, if it ever came up for sale. I really don't want to move again. Besides having way too much crap to move, moving to this new place was a disaster. The night before we were going to move our stuff to the new place, we were robbed at our old place. Because everything was in boxes, it took us awhile to realise what had been stolen... besides the few valuable items taken, the thief decided to help himself to the contents of our fridge, taking a block of chocolate and some pieces of KFC. So we were majorly delayed in shifting because we had to wait for the cops. A note for future reference.... make sure you have access to a truck for 2 days. By the time we had moved furniture, it was getting late, I felt sick from not taking the time to eat all day.
We did however manage to move by our deadline of 4pm the next day... just.
Did we get our stuff back that was stolen? Yes, luckily. After the cops not believing that we had been broken into, the first morning in our new place the cops turned up with all our stuff. It so happens that the cops were watching this thief, as he was in a stolen car.... so the cops waited while he robbed our place, chased him until til he had a near fatal crash. So apparently they recovered our stuff before we reported missing... all I can say is crime doesn't pay :)
Until next time...