Where did this year go?
I can’t believe it’s September already.
I literally just moved to DC in January and it feels like it was yesterday. This has been a pretty rough year for me with a lot of upheaval but also lots of good moments and I’m positive I’ve done so much more growing as a person this year than any of the previous years.
I still can’t believe I’m 25, because I don’t FEEL 25. I feel anywhere between 20 and 23, but not a moment older. That being said, I think I’ve done a lot of “grown-up” things this year, like move to a new country (well not really new) on my own (also not the first time really), and got my first ever apartment. My friend did something similar and made use of Secure Move Services to make sure the whole process went smoothly.
Living on my own has never really been difficult for me, what with moving away for school at eighteen, but this is really the first time in my life that I am truly living a completely independent life and supporting myself entirely as an adult. Living alone can be a really exciting life adventure that you’ll learn a hell of a lot from. If this prospect is intriguing for you, you might want to have a look at some properties on somewhere like Space station in order to find a living space that suits you completely.
I’m still looking for a job, and living off my savings means I’ve had to reign in some of my more extravagant tendencies quite a bit. No more fancy dinners and lunches out, no more expensive makeup and perfume, no more buying shoes, no more shopping period. I’ve had to spend money on my apartment and buy things like blinds and duvet covers instead of clothes! If you need to get some blinds for your apartment, discover shuttercraft shutters to find out more. I’ve had to budget heavily and it’s been pretty tough!
I still haven’t quite hit that magic formula to balance my income with my life but I’m hoping to this month.
Here’s to lots of joy and happiness this month and in the future, and what good things may come.
It’s a big, scary world out there, and sometimes I want to run home with my tail tucked between my legs, back to the comfort of being a Nigerian young adult housed, fed, and supported entirely by long-suffering older family members, but just when I think I can’t do this anymore, I remember my favourite line from the Robin Hood story I read as a child:
Faint Heart never won Fair Lady