It’s been two weeks now and i have not called my mother yet to tell her I need to go home so as to avoid going to my own place. I have not taken a detour to my friend’s with some take out and the excuse that i miss her and i just want to hang. Although in all honesty, I have totally thought about it. It helps that we meet on odd days on our way to work though.
Moving out and getting my own space has been an adjustment of sorts. No, a great adjustment. I have had to figure out a new route to get to work and i got one that saves me money while i am at it. How to do enough vegetable shopping that i do not spend all my evenings in the market buying stuff, heck, sometimes even just to get up and not get late for work. I have had to remember the simple but perhaps most important details like locking my house as soon as i get in and cleaning my house. Seriously, it’s so easy to fall into a deplorable state of filth. It doesn’t help that the filth is staring right at you.
I thought after i moved out i would turn into a social bird. Turns out not. My evenings are characterized by vanilla tea under my warm blanket as i watch something. Anything, just to keep me occupied. I have turned down so many invitations. Well, not so many but as many as one can get in two weeks which has made me realize and accept just how introverted I am.
I have been working on discovering myself through quiet introspection as i discover my new neighborhood. I already have a butcher, mama mboga and a shop that has almost everything i need. The rest, i’ll figure out as i go. I am excited about my turning my little space into a colorful place with the help of bits and pieces from my favorite places.Giving myself 3 months or so of living alone and paying my own bills to give myself a bill of success.
So, this is what i have been up to. How have you been?