Moving On

FML, the last 2-3 weeks have been really stressful what with trying to organise things for my trip but mainly in regards to moving. I’m usually quite a relaxed laid back fish but i’ve never really had to move like this before and anyone who has ever done so will know it can be a bit of a strain. I own a 2 bedroom flat and i’ve have been living there for 7 yrs (5 yrs with my mate Scotch) and I’m renting it out for a whole 12 months and tbh i will probably never live there again, its time to move on…

It took me an eternity to clear it all out and pack everything that i wanted to keep. I chucked away an endless amount of bin bags filled with stuff I’d hoarded plus i also threw things away like old micro waves and kettles etc, things last were on their last legs anyways. I also gave a load of old clothes to charity, I’m pretty sure the children of some third world countries will greatly appreciate and benefit from my stained y-fronts in someway Nah jokes, the things i threw away were/are quite decent and must have been worth a few grand in total back in the day. Its just i like to keep my clothes and trainers etc convinced i’ll wear them again and that i’ll somehow fit back into my old favourite hoody or medium sized T-shirts and jumpers or that my old ripped funky jeans i wore in Malia in 2003 will somehow come back into fashion. Some of the stuff i chucked had hardly been worn and a few bits and pieces still had their labels on lol, wp Jones. I’m a pretty tidy person btw, and my flat is quite well presented imo, well especially for a bloke living in a bachelor pad, but I’d just crammed some of my stuff away out of sight. I had tinned food right at the back of my cupboard dated from 2005, haha.

Whilst tidying, i also came across some old photos and memorabilia i had kept from my uni days, its almost 10 yrs ago since i graduated, fkin crazy. I also found my old undergrad and post grad dissertations, fk me i started to read them and there were words i came across that i didn’t understand or knew even existed! I’ve mentioned this a few times before in previous blogs but i am kinda proud of myself that my dissa won a award for the most original and well written etc etc dissa in Great Britain plus it got published in a top Journal. Sigh, wtf the happened to me? I used to have a brain ffs! Haha, i’m joking of course, i’m still fkin incred, plus i dont regret giving all that up 4 yrs ago, i could still make a comeback if i wanted i reckon.

Oh yeah, another thing to add to the stress is that i had to get my boiler checked as i have had to have all sorts gas and electricity checks done for renting purposes and it turns out I’ve been living in a death trap! Apparently my boiler has been leaking gas and any spark and booooom, gg Amatay. That was another dent in the life roll getting that damn thing fixed, the roll has taken a few hits recently actually as i’ve had to fork out for all sorts of life stuff, sigh.

The day i moved out was quite sad tbh. The new tenants came round, i briefly showed them how to work all the electrical appliances, took the last of my belongings (my laptop and monitor) gave them a key and left them too it. I was sat outside waiting for a lift and could see them in my flat and it felt really weird. I was like gtfo, thats my home! Like i said above though, its time to move on, goodbye Gosford House, its been emotional. Been living at my parents gaff in my old room for the last week and that’s really strange too, its been nice thou, i’ve got the best mum and dad in the world.

I have had a few niggling doubts about this trip btw, its only natural and i had them last yr before i went on a 4 month trip to Oz and NZ aswell. I mean to suddenly up and leave what you know, what your comfortable with is a big deal. Your leaving friends and family for a whole year and i was still kinda in a serious sort of on/off relelationship which also made things tough last yr. I remember when i arrived in Oz and thinking fml, i’ve made a massive mistake. However after a couple of weeks i soon settled into my new lifestyle and fkin loved it, best ever! This time its for longer and does feel abit more weird/different than the last time. I also sold my car btw and that combined with moving from my flat made me question things, wtf am i doing etc. Its almost like i’m going have to start again when i return. Also my Sister has two beautiful kids aged 2 and 4 and im worried that they wont even recognise me when i return back to blighty. Will do some good Skype sessions with em so they don’t completely forget me, they’ll like that. My nan is also redic ill aswell. Who knows what the future holds for any of us. I’m deffo doing the right thing thou, i’ve been getting abit stale the last 6 months especially and i hate that. Theres a whole other life out there, the world is a big place. I fkin love travelling, exploring and meeting new people from different countries and backgrounds etc and living in the UK is pretty much ground hog day and things will prolly almost certainly be the same when i return. The best thing about poker is that allows me/us to do this stuff, freeeedom babay! If any thing serious did happen then i would just return for a short period to sort myself out, simples.

Obv, havent played much poker since my last post although at least this time i kind of have an excuse. I think i played a few sessions since my last post on the 10th Aug and jizzed off about $1.5k and didnt play again until one comedy night when i fired up a $30 turbo and a $20f whilst i was busy doing something on the net. I managed to ship the turb for $1.4k and finished 2nd in the $20 for $700, lol ez game! Played about 180 ish mtts total in August (JOKER JONES) and a wee bit of .25/50 PLO and made $3.6k total profit. Right, thats the lot i think, bit of long post but i had plenty of stuff i wanted to get off my chest. See ya later.