Joy of joys (it’s turning out to be a bloody good week I can tell you) I have the keys to my new apartment! I’m frankly ecstatic. It was tense because of my trip to Bali – for which I leave tomorrow – and the logistical nightmare of moving in when you’re in Indonesia and your flats are in Manhattan. But it’s OK. Because I’m bloody in!
Aron and I took a stroll over earlier to get the keys. A landmark moment, and he liked it and let me tell you – he’s picky, v e r y picky. In fact he summed it up with a laugh and the phrase ‘this is a bachelor pad’. Yes I think it is.
So, thanks to good friends (Rachael) who will oversee my movers and watch them destroy all my cherished posessions, and my cleaner, Kitten – who has now offered to do all my laundry, run errands and COOK FOR ME, I’m in good hands.
I liked the fact that Kitten the cleaner told me that I was not to eat any more ’send-y out-y junk’ and she would make Uruguayan food for me, whatever the hell that is. I’m excited. She’s also going to pre-stock my fridge and do stuff like that. So Kitten is now a Maid, not a cleaner. Fact.
It’s been a shitty couple of weeks, so what with this, Holley graduating, and my trip to Bali – I feel like a corner is being turned, a cloud lifting and a new beginning, er, beginning.
Hurrah! All that remains now is another trip to London to catch up with dear friends and we’re all set!
Shot below is my new living room.
