Wish List for the Apartment

No Rome pictures, yet, I still haven’t been to eplehuset. But I’ll tell you a bit about our organising the apartment, so it can fit our needs and aesthetics, considering most of my things are in a storage room somewhere.

We’ve ordered a new couch and we’re getting it by mid-October, can’t wait. My old one is in storage (and when moving it I realised it’s pretty well scratched and a bit yellowish, too, so I’ll probably sell it for peanuts afterwards) and F’s is too small for two. I’m not sure it’s this one and the color is grey anyway, but you get the picture. πŸ˜‰
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Also he’s sold and given away a couple of things to make room for mine (hehe!) and now I’m looking at headboards to unburden an old door from its present function. πŸ˜‰

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I’m dreaming of a new rug, too, but I haven’t said that aloud yet. πŸ˜‰ Was thinking of this one here. What do you reckon?

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Last, but not least, we need a new table. His old one is very masculine and I want the apartment to look like we both live here, right? Let’s see what he thinks about the pink one. haha!

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xxx, Alina

Source: Kiil, Ellos, Tannum

Today

I want to write about Rome, in fact I’ve started on the entry already, but I had to stop since I need to change my iCloud (I still share it with V and he’s told me he sees all my pics) and I have no idea how. Nor did I feel like going to town only to fix that, either. Haha! The thing is that when I have lots to do, I get to run a lot of errands, too, but when I have a “day off”, I can’t be bothered to go to town only to run errands. I kind of hate taking public transportation and going to crowded places if I don’t have to. Especially if Sam is with me, he’s my alibi. πŸ˜‰

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Everyday Life

These days I feel so relieved. I don’t owe anybody anything any more, except for gratitude to the ones who remained my friends and family until the end. I don’t have a mortgage anymore, nor do I have to take into account my ex husband’s finances, whom I still care for very much, but who is no longer my responsibility. In fact nobody is (in that way) and I’m nobody else’s responsibility than my own. And that’s so liberating I want to climb on a mountain top and scream: Yuhuuu!

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Amazing Day

Ca-ching! The money came in yesterday and so ended my period of austerity and social unrest. haha! πŸ˜‰ And since a celebration was in order, I, Sam and Corina decided to go on a small berry picking adventure. I haven’t had so much fun in ages!

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After the Big Move

Waiting for the move to sink in and for the money to tick into my account and take away my debt and sleepless nights, I’m trying to go back to things that used to make me happy, back Β when I had time and energy to think about that.

So I’ve been cooking a lot lately. The general staff holiday is not over yet, meaning I’ve been easing my way into work and still had a couple of hours left here and there, unpacking and putting things in order and making plans for dinner.

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Back Home

I took a week off (meaning I decided to say no to potential assignments) in order to move out of my apartment at my own pace. It’s going ok, but not any faster than I feared. On the contrary, it feels like keeping all this junk for so many years is a seldom display of scornfulness against oneself. I found 3 laptops from another era, my parents’ entire harvest of hazelnuts back from 2013 or something, all my curriculum compendiums from who knows when and lots of bits and bobs from when I was a poor student.

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Holiday Cooking

As I was telling you a couple of days ago, we combine eating out with cooking our own food, even on holidays. I’ve always preferred renting a place that at least allows me to make my own coffee and putting together a couple of easy dishes for lunch, every now and then and Montpellier was no exception.

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Mediterranean Life

Ever since I set my foot in Rhodes, in 2006, I instantly fell in love with the Mediterranean way of life. Although you may think a southern French town like Montpellier has little in common with a sleepy Greek island, I beg to differ. It’s the way of enjoying life, in small portions, be it on the beach, at the local coffee shop or taverna, in one’s own garden or in the streets. I simply love Southern Europe and think I was born to live in one of its countries. How I ended up in Norway is a mystery to me and how I never seem to be able to do anything about it makes me really sad. But what can I do? Move to Greece and turn into a street vendor? No, thanks. I’d rather have a real job and live for the holidays, as sad as that might sound.

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Saturday Evening

After spending a whole day at F’s aunt eating “lunch”, we went for a glass in the old town, thinking we’d book a table for dinner later on. It was still hot, though not suffocating any more and since we’d driven for halv an hour in a car without air condition, my dress and his t-shirt were soaked with sweat. Happy to find some shade, we ordered a glass of rosΓ© and people watched for a couple of hours.

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