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A Holiday and Caves and Totally Facing Up To Reality

A Holiday and Caves and Totally Facing Up To Reality Posted on July 29, 201611 Comments
Ahoy, hello! My name is Jenny. I am a thirty-something human female from Manchester in the north of England. I enjoy rainy days and sad songs, custard donuts and salt & pepper chips and beer, lentil dhal and fried okra, X-Files and Twin Peaks, fierce fat heroines and mental health advocates, dogs and cats and otters and a very special beirdo. To paraphrase Sylvia Plath: "I blog because there is a voice within me that insists on writing lots of ridiculous chuff".

Hallo there world. Ahoy. How are things with you?

I definitely dove right off the bloggin’ wagon a little while back. I do wonder if I enjoyed my Facebook departure a little too much; I kept bang up to date with Instagram, Twitter and Snapchat for a wee while, but then I decided (entirely involuntarily) that my time would be best spent Worrying. This was super inconvenient since I suddenly had lots going on that I could convince myself to have a good old worry about. Urghhhhh I suppose what I’m saying is that I’m just ridiculous and I like to hide in my little bed-cave with my fluffy cushion and tend to my Neko Atsume kitties rather than deal with real life. Sometimes. Lately. I am 35 now, by the way, going on 15.

We did go on a wee holiday. That was nice. We are moving house TOMORROW AFTERNOON and our holiday started one day after we collected new keys, and ended one week before the moving van was booked. But we didn’t have time to stress about packing boxes in our little studio cottage in the Peak District. I spent my birthday there and C smuggled in some lovely gifts and even a Chinese takeaway. Not bad in rural Derbyshire.

It was nice to escape reality for a while, but I’ve been back in its horrifying embrace for nearly a week now and the hair-fine thread that’s connecting me to it is verrrrrrrry precarious. Pretty much, junk food and crime podcasts/documentaries have been keeping me from retreating to the Bed Cave forever. (Also have you ever watched documentaries about cave diving? It’s fascinating and weird.) C is probably putting up with a lot.

Poor Vulpe is surrounded by boxes and confusion. I am also surrounded by boxes and confusion.

So anyway we have to move house because the landlady is selling. I always knew that was the deal, it’s been just under two years since I moved in. We’ve snagged a lovely (and big) “lower ground floor” (basement) flat in lovely south Manchester, my beloved leafy Whalley Range. It has a full size dishwasher, a dining table, utility room, underfloor heating and moisture sucking air devices. It has a small private garden and its own entrance. I am pleased with the selection. I just hate this last-minute limbo so much that I might cry on a bus or in a shop. BUT I WON’T, BY THE WAY. Everything is so totally fine. Thumbs up. A-ok.

Life’s been throwing some other interesting bits and pieces at me lately. The new job is…..not entirely what I expected. I am due to return to my studies in September too. Am I ready? Am I chuff. La la la.

The best part is that I love my Bed Cave so much and now we have an actual cave in which to live. There are windows in every room, too. So maybe my plants won’t die.

So there it is. An entirely pointless post, but some pretty pictures. If there is another side for me, I’ll see you all on it. AHOY.

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  1. The photos really are absolutely lovely. Moving house is a giant pain, but I’ve missed your posts. I hope this means we’ll be seeing a bit more of you 🙂

    1. Aw thank you! Things are calming down a ~little~ now. We still have one room of boxes to unpack but the new place is great and hopefully I’ll be back to blogging nonsense soon 😀

  2. This wasn’t pointless, I enjoyed reading it! Your birthday trip sounds wonderful, yay for nature, sneaky presents and Chinese take out. I hope the move goes smoothly and that you make a new and fantastic bed cave at your new place!

  3. That’s a lot of change in one go with new job and having to move. The new flat sounds great though and you will be near the Unicorn and Emil, yay. I was always really happy living in Tge Range. Hope everything goes smoothly with the move.

    1. I love Whalley Range; I don’t think I realised how much I missed it until I was back. Alexandra Park is super fancy now too….it was a building site last time I was here! Being near Unicorn and friends is a big bonus too 🙂

  4. I am approaching 35, and I am a big fan of the bed cave. Or more like sofa cave, so I can peek out and watch Buffy. Tending to Neko Atsume is definitely important though. I am still trying to get Sapphire and Jeeves (who I renamed Cecily and William in a Buffy tribute) to come and visit and give me their gifts. LOVE ME COMPUTER KITTIES!
    Moving is stressful at the best of times. Ugh. I hope everything goes smoothly. <3 <3 <3

    1. Omggggg Sapphire and Jeeves evaded me for so long. The day I got both mementos was HUGE for me! It went as smoothly as can be I think, and we are all settled in now and the flat is great, so I’m beginning to decompress 🙂

  5. Moving is so stressful and tends to dredge up a lot of feelings. I guess it makes sense. There’s something about unearthing ourselves that makes us take stock of where we are – figuratively and literally. <3

    1. Thanks Cadry, I think you’re right. I’ve now moved 4 times since summer of 2014 so I really ready to be settled for a while!

  6. Your photos look amazing. Moving stinks. I grew up in the same house for 18 years, and since then have moved around a lot. I guess part of getting older but not too old? I have friend who move EVERY YEAR- sometimes several times a year. I think they just like it to be honest. They are able to unpack and make a place look like a home within a week. It’s crazy.

    1. Oh lord, that sounds like hell to me! I am really ready to settle down for a while now and just relax and feel at home. I have all my own furniture and lots of books/THINGS so it’s pretty grim each time. This last move involved more than 60 boxes of stuff, with the both of us o_O

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