Being Patient

Hayden and I are moving. I’ve mentioned a few times that we are on the hunt for a place to call our own. We both currently live really rural in the South of England and can’t wait to have bus connections and a takeaway that will deliver to us.
Back in August we picked the place we wanted. The most stunning apartment in town. We fell in love and could have moved in then and there. But it was still being built. Yet that’s right, it was a shell but we were sold. The plans said it would be finished November/December. But here we are in January still not moved in. Wrong parts were ordered, other building sites were behind so our site got pushed back further. So we waited. Had a few building site visits, and fell more in love every time.
If you know me in person, you could say I’m not the most patient person. I hate queueing at the bar, waiting from someone to hand me something annoys me, Waiting for food to cook, takes too long.  So having to wait for our apartment to be finished is peeing me off to put it politely.  But building never goes to plan, there are changes, problems that can’t be foreseen. I’m so impatient as I know how amazing it will be to have our own space. To play house, to decorate, We have the most perfect masculine sofa coming. To be able to build my adult life, is so motivating. To be able to start building a life with Hayden makes me giddy with excitement.
End of February is our moving date. There will be blog posts, empty apartment tours and blogs, As your girl is putting all her effort into blogging and Instagram, Youtube.