i’ve spent the past few days getting used to my lovely new flat and being a woman of property. it’s all been rather surreal.
thanks to my (absolutely amazing) parents i have managed to get a toe onto the property ladder and am now fully moved in. i love it, so much. this weekend was spent scouring shops, making endless decisions about cutlery, bedding, curtains, furniture. the list goes on and on. i’ve moved 10 times in five years, across three continents, and the constant changes in location meant i have never invested in any homewares, so i have had to start from scratch. it’s been exciting but, at times, a daunting prospect.
i know i am among an extremely lucky (and small) proportion of people living in london able to buy, my parents managed to work out a way for us to do so and i am heavily indebted to them (and the bank, of course). they have been unbelievably helpful and happily traipsed around shops and hell on earth itself (ikea!), giving up their weekend to make sure i settled in ok. i would not have known where to start and cannot thank them enough. they are complete legends.
it’s taken around six months from when the offer on the property was accepted to completion which seems to be much longer than average. there were a number of issues with leases, contracts and legal mumbo jumbo, i couldn’t even get my head around some of the problems. and it caused considerable frustration and patiences were tested. still, we are now there and i could not be happier or more grateful.
i have an admin to-do list as long as my arm and i might have minimal furniture, but i can’t wait to start making memories with my favourite people in my new home.
and cards from my besties wishing me well p.s. i would love to hear your suggestions or tips on cute furniture shops or decor ideas if you have any. i’m enlisting the help of several of my friends but would welcome any advice