Generally (she says she's broken...poor Susan) I need a new abode every year or less. It has nothing to do with the notion of not being able to settle or any commitment problems, but more with locality and how I feel in a particular place. In this instance, a new home is required because commuting is not something I wish to continue doing at great length & most honestly I am making somewhat of a committment to a personal sitsuation. So there goes it - a new place to call my/our own is required.
I have such an issue with space or there lack of it (metophorically and spatially) that I really would prefer something HUGE and grand... this is not an option on my current wage... so it will have to wait when I am in my semi 50's.. Bring on my Rathdown Terrace....
I once wrote an essay at RMIT "What makes a house a home"... I think the last sentence was " A house is where you throw your hat on the floor - a home is wear you hang it"... So I'd like to get myself a coat/hat rack soon as possible.
To all the people I have lived with, some approx 40 or so.... thank you for being patient with me.....
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