Getting Settled

I've been talking about work too much. That's probably because I have been working too much. So enough of that!
I just was off work for two days. And now don't know what to talk about.

Living in London feels more and more... normal. In a good way, though. I guess you could say I am getting settled. I have finally moved out of the wardrobe sized room they made me live in for the first weeks in my new flat and am now residing in a ballroom sized bedroom with two massive windows looking out on Tooting High Street. I love it. It makes me want to take ballet classes and apply mirrors all over the walls. Or buy a pool table. Or give yoga classes. (Not that I knew much about yoga, but I could take a crash course with my mum I suppose.)

So y'all can come visit me now and either sleep in the wardrobe or on my floor. It is free, but bring your own beer, cause I am properly running out of money, now. Can't wait for pay day! Can't wait for getting money paid into my bank account instead of having a lot of cash handed to me in a Hello Kitty paper bag either. Oh my new life is better than my old life in so many ways...

I start missing things as well now, tho! German bread. Those horrible pizza things they sell in the univerity cafeteria for 1.80. Cheap beer. Jumpers. My 3.99 hat. My glasses.

Next month two former volunteers are going to visit Lisa and me. They are both German (of course) and they will bring us bread. So don't worry I'm not starving. Also, there's always Boots Blueberry and Yoghurt Nougat Bars!

Soon, when I have a bit more time for an update I will tell you all about Tooting. If you want me to or not.