I have this theory. It goes a bit like this:
My life can be divided up into various parts… work, home, friends/social life, relationship… maybe a few more that I can’t think of right now (possibly family, although they’re too far away to have an effect right now). My theory is that if things are going well in a few of these areas something has to go wrong in another area. The universe just can’t let everything in my life be good at once. So if work is going great and I have friends calling me every night something is bound to go wrong in the relationship area of my life. Or I’ll find out that I have to move out of my flat for some reason.
Right now the boyfriend and I are doing really well. We’re spending time together, talking about Things, barely arguing and we had a lovely week’s holiday in Rome. The relationship area of my life is good. I am also in love with my flat… still. It’s beautiful, I have space to move and, most importantly, it’s mine. That’s the home section covered then. That’s two whole areas of goodness! Clearly something had to go wrong somewhere otherwise the cosmic balance of the universe would have been upset… or something.
And so I find myself having to deal with 24/7 job hunting and the complications of the German unemployment system. Oh, and I also have no social life whatsoever. That one though I’m not really bothered about. Which begs the question… which is worse, not having a social life or not caring about not having a social life? Answers on a postcard please…
Confuzzledom 