Well, Notting Hill/Clayton North isn’t exactly the sticks, but I’m leaving it soon (after five years of living on the same street, moving once, across the road, basically). Next January, I’ll be having a fresh start, in a fresh neighbourhood. I’ll be living on Chapel St., South Yarra. I have a 2-bedroom apartment, a gym and pool on-site, and will be living by myself.
No more house mates. No more WiFi access in the garage while my car is still parked (my car will have to be in a parking lot). I guess its kind of starting a new era.
Its both an exciting and tumultuous time. I’ve got a mental list of what I need to buy: fridge, microwave, dryer, washing machine, huge honking LCD TV, futon. Then, the moving the stuff I currently own - figure a removalist is what I really want.
Which brings me to packing. Boxing up my life now, because I have much travel to do from now till then, is so weird. I own way too many books. And clearing out the trash, asking myself if I’ve used something in the last n-months, and getting rid of it. Realise I probably have heaps to dish out on eBay at some stage in the future.
Connecting my own electricity. Gas. Paying monthly maintenance fees (which is basically similar to the rent I’m paying now, but includes free water). The irony? Settlement date is in late December, and I’ll only pick up the keys in late January.
Lesson learnt: I need to start living a minimalist life.