So it's been over three week in the new home now and I must admit that although it's really good overall I am having some trouble getting into doing the things I used to now that I have more space to do it in. My main gripe I suppose is playing my beloved Pokemon. Having always played it, since the very beginning I have been on my bed, laying down, sitting up, whatever. Now I find myself with a whole house, plugs in odd places, sofas not beds... it's actually really off-putting and has stopped me doing it so much.
The same goes for reading and crafting. Having always been used to laying down reading, I constantly fidget trying to get comfy in a chair. Is it possible that my body is now solely used to lying down doing these things? Achy arms were never an issue when I could roll over to my front and continue! I now find myself fidgeting, getting annoyed and giving up. Only to find that all I want to do is the thing I've just given up on. It's really impacting on my zone-out time.
The crafting issue is a strange one. Having always been crowded into a bedroom my desk was an area of salvation, an area surrounded by drawers and boxes but the desktop itself could be kept clear and it gave me my own little area that I loved. I loved tidying it afterwards too.
I guess there is a definition for what I'm feeling.. my cosy room of incense and music is no more (gutted in fact at my last visit) and I now have a whole house to roam in and find a spot to do something. I keep wanting to plaster posters and artefacts all over the walls to make it feel more like home. I will get to the point where I wouldn't want it any other way I suppose, it'll just take time.
As I write this, I'm laying on the sofa, my elbow getting more and more irritated at rubbing on the bare leather. Grr.
Okay so maybe it would all be better if I could have the one thing I miss the most. My music. It's all here, on my laptop and fully portable. But there are no speakers in most rooms (I have tinnitus and really regret using earphones when I do) and I feel lost without it. The car is now a sanctuary of sound. The quietness I'm experiencing a lot at the moment is setting my ears ringing more than they have for many years.
Okay there you have it. Effectively a long moan. But hopefully you can see that it's more than that, it's a part of moving on, getting used to the new and saying tata to the old. The bedroom was too small for my entire life and love it as I did, I didn't want to go home some days to that same old damp room with its creaky floorboards and whining light. I still need a nest I guess and will always find myself retiring to the bedroom at times.
Until next time, Be fantastic.
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