Do you know that feeling, when a situation has served its purpose and it is time to move on? I have really enjoyed living with other people for the past four years.* It’s been great fun and especially the last two years have seen a tight group of friends sharing their lives. We cook together, we go out together, we do sport together. Of course not all the time but often enough to feel like more than “just” sharing a flat. We have had our highs and lows but there have been many more highs.
Still, with all that change looming ahead,I feel it might be time to move on soon. My feet are getting itchy and I find myself closing my door more and more. I want my own space, maybe just with the Mister, where I don’t constantly feel like I have to compromise with a variety of different people all the time. I want to know who exactly is in the house and not get surprised by seeing somebody on my way to the bathroom. I want to have clearly assigned responsibilities, I’m so tired of the cleaning debate, the noise debate, the “who left that in the fridge too long” debate.
Unfortunately, the chances of getting my own place any time soon are very slim. More education means more years on a tight budget, possibly in an expensive city. So I will have to wait it out, shutting my door and clearing out the fridge regularly. I don’t like it.
Does anybody have any hints and tips on the situation?
*For those of you who don’t know, I have spent the past two years in a shared flat with three housemates, the Mister, Ava and Squeak. Before that, I spent another two years in shared accommodation.