This summer I decided I needed a change. I found out I had the choice of either changing my job, getting a new apartment, moving to a different place or getting a girlfriend (or any combination of choices).

During the autumn I started looking at apartments with some friends. I really had a lot of fun but it felt a little useless if I couldn’t bid, so I went to talk to the bank and I managed to get them to agree to lend me 1,5 million kroner for an apartment. After that I went looked at about ten apartments until I found one that I felt was pleasant to look at and didn’t compromise too much on things that I thought was important. Since there is a slight slump in the real estate market in Norway, I managed to get it slightly cheaper than the asking price and was rather pleased with that.

The apartment is the same size as the one I have now, the living room is about the same size, but the kitchen is larger and can be used as a kind of workspace as well. The bedroom is small but as it will be used for nightly activities, I don’t think that will be much of a problem.

I am so happy to be moving. I like my apartment, but in some senses there are too many memories connected to I’d like to get rid of. I will miss the view of the church, but not the strange neighbours.

I am moving in less than two weeks and I’m really looking forward to it. I’ve already packed half my stuff but there’s still tons of things to do and throw away. I’ll be really pleased when this is done.

7 thoughts on “Change

  1. So when are you calling all the help you can get to move. I gladly aid you with carrying stuff, hands, legs, and back if im in town. If not i offer my support in babtising the new place. Champagne or wiskey?

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