A look inside: Our New Flat, Seven Floors Up #livingroomtour

I am the worst blogger in history. Can I even call myself a blogger? I don’t think I can. I honestly wish I could channel my dream bloggers who provide amazing content, daily, but obvs that just ain’t me, So firstly I apologise…

Secondly, HELLO DEAR FRIENDS. I would like to apologise for the lack of content, one because of the main reason above, but two, because this little bean has been busy busy busy. Aside from my 9-5 job, I’ve recently up-hauled my cosy little life in Surrey, with green grass, rivers, ducks and swans that hiss and angrily square up at me – the fact I pay bare minimum rent and have food cooked for me and have unlimited access to internet and dog pets…. to moving into a two bedroom flat IN LONDON – zone 3 but LONDON and, to top the icing on the cake, I had my first ever trip to Ikea on the Friday just gone, to buy cute Pinterest worthy furniture and cute little house plants that make for perfect Instagram snaps.

If that isn’t living the dream, I don’t know what is.

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Growing up: life is scary but extraordinary

Home is where the people you love are.

Dear followers and adoring readers, I apologise for the long absence in blog posting. It’s been a busy few weeks in Georgia’s (that’s me in case you’ve forgotten!πŸ™Š) life.

I’ve bagged myself a basic 9-5 job which is good enough for the time being, earning me some money to pay offΒ my lovely student overdraft. To those out there who are still searching, don’t give up! You will find something. My job is pretty average, it has nothing to do with the degree I’ve worked towards for the last three years, but it’s a job at the end of the day – something I was in desperate need of. Now I’ve been there for three weeks, and I’ve met some lovely people and made new friends along the way.

Speaking of the degree I’ve worked so hard for over the last three years, yesterday (9th of July) the official final award marks went live on our e-portal. And that is right girls and guys in the blogesphere. As of September 2015, I will be a graduate with a 2:1 Bachelor of Arts degree in English and Creative Writing πŸŽ“πŸŽ‰.

And that is just the first steps of adulthood. The main reason for this blog post, and for my timely absence, is because today is the day that my boyfriend and I have obtained our keys for our very own flat. That’s right, we are taking the next step and we’re moving in together.

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As Conner is staying in Plymouth for the next year, to complete his university degree, he asked me if I wanted to move in with him – and I didn’t hesitate in saying yes. I’ve spoken about him a lot on this blog, whether it’s in passing or if there is a entire post about him; living with him will really be one dream come true. I cannot wait for our adventures to start here.

Now, it hasn’t been easy. House hunting, flat hunting, its all the same, and it’s all very stressful. What’s been even worse for us is that, we haven’t been able to do much of it together. As he’s in a different part of the county right now, it makes life that much harder. Our flat choice was made on a narrowed decision of flats we had seen separately, and the one we have chosen is one Conner himself, hasn’t seen in person. Which raises a lot of questions as to whether he will like it or not. Regardless of that fact, it doesn’t matter. Because we’re going to be living in it, together.

It’s a very surreal feeling at the moment, moving in with your significant other is an extremely big moment in one’s life, and one’s relationship. We’re ready, and we’ve demonstrated living in close confidenment, but it still doesn’t stop me from being nervous, being excited, being extremely scared – what will the next year bring?

The road leading to the flat secure was rocky, and never ending stress endured. But it’s done now. We’ve got ourselves a flat, and we’re starting a new adventure, together. It is one I cannot wait for. No matter what, it’s going to be extraordinary.