Reasons

Reason’s not to kill yourself… Yeah, Good times, seems I’m in a mood!

1. Because if times are tough, if you can’t have, you won’t see the good things that might be right around the corner. I often wonder if this is all life is about? The constant agonising struggle for survival.
2. My mum would be so upset, I often joke she would revive me to kill me herself.
3. I’m looking to have to move again. I’ve been here 4 years, which seems to be my limit in the last 15 years and while I have 3 bedrooms (yes! A spare and a study), a laundry and a linen cupboard (who knew these were luxuries) my rent has become harder and harder to maintain living by myself.
4. I’m an organ donor, harming myself means no one gets these beauties

So, moving right along.

• Keeping in mind, I was lucky when I got this unit. It was the same rent as nice freshly painted 1 bedrooms in this area. Three-bedroom units are unheard of.
• I’m also about to spend Christmas alone rather than be bothered to be part of Christmas holed up in the country with some family.

So, getting it together and putting my ‘Big Girl Pants’ on. Looks like moving might be imminent.