Tag: fear

I am sorry I have not written for a long time now, but trust me,when you read the story of my last 2 months, you will understand everything. Usually, I write you some positive and energy boosting stories, and I promise I will,but first, I just want to share with you my last 1,5- 2 months.

May I mention that I live in London with 2 of my friends… Well, I reduced the amount to only one. Start at the beginning: How did it happen?

As I said we live in London, but last Fall we felt that we had enough of London (now I know it wasn’t about London, it was only a part of it), so we decided to move to Southend-on-Sea. It is a lovely city next to the sea. Quite, clean and only 40 minutes by train from London. The property prices were much lower than in London and we had work opportunities there too. We could save some money from the rent and utility bills. All looked amazing and perfect. So, why not?

We set down and discussed this. My “friend” asked for a bit of time to think about it, due to her jobs in London and she didn’t really want to leave London. She has got 2-2,5 weeks to think about it. She did write “pro/contra lists’ ‘. That’s fair enough, due to not everyone just having enough, pack and move to a different city or even country (yes, it was me). She did put everything on a scale and in the end she decided to come with us. YEEEEPPP!!! ( I say again, it was in November, after at least 2 weeks of thinking.) So we did give our notice for the previous house and we had the moving date: 24th February 2022.

Days, weeks and months past. My Mom came to London, had an amazing Christmas and New Year’s Eve (you know all about). We came back to London after our holiday and we were really excited about the move. 

Here I have to mention a bit about signs. As I said , I am a true believer and I really try to live as positively as I can, and like that I absolutely believe in signs. You can call as you wish God/Universe/Life/Etc., but I am sure we always receive signs which guide us in the right direction. If we are clever enough to listen to them we would have less pain in our life. I also told you that I am very stubborn…so like this, I always learn the hard way. Time has come to start searching for our new home. And we did.

First sign was actually that the government made a decision: if more than 2 people wish to rent a whole house, then the landlord has to have a license called HMO license. This license came with a lot of obligations from the landlord (for example the house has to have at least 2 bathrooms, x size of a kitchen, x amount of rooms, etc.). So of course not that many landlords wish to have this complication in their life, so we had our first problem: we couldn’t find a landlord who wants to have us. Sucks…yes…but the story is far away from the end. You know me guys, I am not the kind of girl who just gives up after the first try. No. We have tried to find a solution which can be good for our future landlord and for us too. And we did. If these 3 people are related then the landlord does not have to pay the HMO. (Related means: marriage, family, kids, siblings, cuisines and of course you are able to proof it- bills on all of your names, previous tenancy agreements, etc.). Guess what? We became cuisines. 🙂 Problem solved. We were happy and even found a house. 

Second sign: We were about to go to Southend, see the house and make an offer. Technically just to go and sign the papers. (It was a week before we had to move out.) Half an hour before we were about to depart from our house, my “friend” said that it cost way too much to travel every single day to London (which she just checked the night before- £300), so she cannot come with us. My best friend and I must move out together without her. WTF????? (And now I mean What The F@ck???????????) She asked for time to think, she said she has done research and lists… and yet, she said 30 minutes before we had to depart to move, that she cannot afford the train tickets… Seriously???? I think even Buddha could be f@cking upset about this. So we stood there a bit more than one week from the moving out date, no house,no options and had to start everything from the beginning.

What could we do? How do we sort it out? What was the solution? How we became technically homeless for a week? How does the story end? What have I learnt from all these? And most importantly how does a Spitfire make a magic of all of these situations? You will know if you will follow me and read the next part of the story. 😉

Trust me this is just the beginning. 🙂

XOXO,

Miss Spitfire