h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

So, how many times have I moved house recently?

At the beginning of November 2011, I moved back into my parents' house. They were going to China for six months, and wanted a housesitter. That was rather good fun, actually.

Six months later, they came back, and wondered why I hadn't got my hair cut in the interim. Then I moved out, renting a room in a shared house.

At the end of November 2012, I moved out again, this time to mind the house of a family friend who was going on holiday for three months. I wasn't that fond of the place I was in anyway. It was okay, but pricey for what I was getting. And I like my privacy. I like living alone.

In the middle of January 2013, I found a place to move out to. Again, a room in a shared house. Seemed fine. Quiet street. No traffic noise. Short walk from the town centre and my place of work. All good. I started paying rent there from the 20th of January, but Dolores extended her holiday so I didn't actually move in till the beginning of this month. (Incidentally, I went to Galway for a dentist appointment on the 31st of January, and got my hair cut. It's a bit of a change. I use a lot less shampoo, but my ears get cold.)

We're now most of the way through February, and I've decided I don't like the house. First, I was told it was a non-smoking house. There are even signs up in the place saying so. It isn't. Cigarette smoke curls under the bedroom door of an evening. Second, any sound anywhere in the house echos throughout, even though it's a fairly new build. Third, the lock on the front door needs a key to open from the inside, which is a rather nasty fire hazard. Fourth, I really really like my privacy. And fifth, some previous tennent must have paraded elephants across this mattress. (I do actually own a memory foam mattress, from the first time I moved out of home, but it's now in my parents' house. I could bring it down here, but given the other problems, I think I'll not bother.)

So I'm looking to move out again. Not just yet: I have two Toastmasters talks coming up, so I'll be preparing them. Then I'll be moving. One day I'll find somewhere worth living.

TRiG.

Oh dear - good luck finding a place you can settle down in!

I'm looking to move as well. Amazing how few affordable non-shared places there are...

Are you still with *whispers* those two housemates?

TRiG. <-- smiley hint

I hated shared houses: might be why I've been single for so long now I think about it. I much rather live somewhere grotty where I had some privacy than a swanky place with no privacy.

Good luck with moving house: it'd drive me nuts to have to move so often.

A lot of the moves have been made on very short notice too; or at least on short planning. Pop by daft.ie, select a bunch of likely-looking options, visit a couple of them, move in. I'll try to put a bit more thought into it this time.

TRiG.

At first I thought this was a Malabarista thread


Then when I saw it was your journal, TRiG, I wasn't totally surprised


Good luck with the hunting


lil xx

What about all these empty houses and apartments that where built during the building boom? What say we pick an empty estate - plenty of choice - move in, and turn it into a h2g2 village?

to the sentiments in Honestlago's post. Yes indeed, aren't there a number of new ghost towns around the republic, crying out for occupants at pocket-money prices?

I don't think *all* of them have fripperies like access to the sewage system or electricity yet, but then you can't have everything.

Even the road I'm living on has a couple of unfinished houses on it down the end. And Google Maps shows it connecting through to another estate. It doesn't. The road turns into a gravel track which connects through, but there are builder's fences blocking the route through. So I'm on a cul-de-sac.

TRiG.

with the hunting.