Life for Sale

It is quite enthralling finding out just how little a person really needs.

For the past few weeks I've been cleaning out cupboards and closets, getting rid of the old and/or unused. I've even managed to sell some of my belongings on the internet; an experience I hope not to encounter again any time soon.
I have to say that somewhere it does give me some inner peace, decluttering my house and my life. Especially since this time is a first for me: for I have never before moved in with someone else before.

Since I left the nest, I have pretty much been on my own two feet, having to do most all by myself. Which is good, I'm glad I am able to take care of myself, and not have to depend on anyone else. My Momma didn't raise no fool! *snaps fingers*

But it's weird to see how with some things I just cannot seem to part ways with, and other things which I thought I would keep forever are now meaningless, and perhaps even holding me down. I would almost even dare say that I am happy having a reason going through everything (I hate packing and moving), but the material and mental clean-up is worth it. Heck, even the couple of €uro's I've managed to raise is worth it!

How much would one of these babies fetch on internet?

It is strange though, that this place, my castle, will soon be someone else's castle, and I hope they live here with as much pleasure as I did. If money was not an issue, I would've kept this place for a little longer. So, in a way this is actually working out much better, for now I am forced to do some pre-spring cleaning, stock up and reorganize my 'Lush' bath collection (I now have a bath tub, and it is glorious!) and get rid of many worldly possessions. And, of course, it's helping me move torward even more happiness!

Sneak preview of 'my' side of the bedroom!

                                                                                     ... To be continued!

Let's go, batches!

Unlike what the title suggests, this post is not about batches of cookies, not even about the batches of invoices we use at work. For as of the first of January in O-thirteen, I will be leaving the plethora of bitchin' buttloads of 'batches' of bills to my dear sweet soon-to-be-ex-colleagues, because I'm o-w-t, OUT! "But wait Mike, there's more!" Why stop there? How about I not only leave my current job, I could also move into a different house...in a different city...with different people, but good lord, NO H&M >:#

Buttttt, this is not just any move. I will be living with the guy (and his 2 cats!) I love so very very very very very very VERY much! I cannot even begin to tell you how much he means to me, how adorable he (and yes, his cats too) are, and and how hot I think he is ;-)

Phoebe ready for her belly-rub during my 'Twilight party'

Saying goodbye to my friends at work is going to be tough, they have really become close to me, and I consider them family, but bidding my little castle farewell is going to be a little tougher... A month shy of 6 years I've lived here, and have an abundance of memories I will be taking with me!

My beloved kitchen chalkboard which I will have to leave behind, and my silly sister and I goofing off in the kitchen, which in many cases ended in tears. Of laughter.

My living room.

My living room: a place where friends and cupcakes UNITED!

Pretty in pink!

The things I think I'll miss the most is not only my appartment, but also the possiblities and options I have here, like: Deciding on a whim to jump on my bike to my best friend Jolanda's house and impromptu sleepovers, or last minute change of plans and go into town (Den Haag), and the 'sister weekends' I'd have with my sister Sytje, where we would stay up watching scary movies, head into town (again) the next day, and then continue the weekend with even more movies.
I'll miss the "forrest" (it's tiny, but it counts!), the petting zoo, the trees, the wild parakeets that have become fully adapted to the climate here near the coast, the beaches... It's all so much, and come to think of it, Rijswijk is the longest place I've lived in my life.

Sjees & Co (Soon to be step-brothers to my cats. Please note that Co, the buff one in front loves, no, ADORES the shower).

A pretty piece of Gorinchem.

But the time really has come to move forward, and there isn't anyone else I'd rather do it with than with my sweetheart Marnix. As hard as this decision seems, many more great things are waiting for me (us), and many more memories are to be made. And after all, Gorinchem is but an hour away from everyone I love.

My favorite person in Gorinchem, seen here cleaning my feet after worshipping the ground I walk on.

                                                                       To be continued...!

Hocus Poke Us!

It seems that I have the gift of touch. In my sleep. Perhaps even in yours. It's not really hard to touch someone. But to do it in a way so that they won't forget it, even when you are half slumbering or somewhat cognizant, was something unbeknownst to me. So apparently what I do, is I take my index finger and touch your ear. Or, when you think that I'm awake, but really I am in la-la land, I might even take it upon me to touch your mouth. And scare the bejeezus out of you. 

                                            Happy Halloween!!

Ermahgerd, ern erpdate!

Finally some time and more important: some inspiration to write!
Since my last entry things have kinda been rough, so much so that I totally spazzed and forgot to post about the Elf Fantasy Fair this year! Here's a tiny recap:

                                          Here's a vid, we're at 9:27!

Except for some rain here and there, we once again had an AWESOME time! Plans for next year are already in the making ;-)

* After the Elf Fantasy Fair I kind of starting falling apart. Hey, we can't all be strong ALL the time, can we? My trip to the USA made up for a lot, but once back home not only were my dear sweet cats waiting for me, less nice things were here waiting for me, too.

 Le Moi

It took some time and some effort, and somehow I have managed to overcome it all (again)! I could not have done it without the help from my family and friends, so thank you all, you really are the best and I love you very, VERY much. I'm super serial! <3

* A few weeks ago we had our second annual "Mother&Daughter&Granddaughter Day" which also included my awesome aunt! After a somewhat sleepless night (my older sister was supposed to stay the night, but she never showed up; turned out she had other plans and 'forgot'(?) to tell me) we went to the beach in Scheveningen and the fun times COMMENCED!

The Mothership, Spawn, and Auntie :D

Chillin over some crappy coffee and matching service :D

Happy little clouds. . .?

Sandwiches won't make themselves!

* It is around this time 3 weeks ago that I met my knight in shining armour, my oddball in tinfoil, call it what you want, he's the shizzle!! It's like we are incredibly in sync with eachother, it's like second nature to be around him; it's nothing I have ever really experienced before. It's unbelievable, I feel so lucky! He even likes my weird ways, my random internet and/or movie quotes and sense of humour. . .should be worried? ;-)

One of the best things about him is his velcro wallet which strongly reminded me of 'Crazy, Stupid, Love'. He finally parted with it and traded it in for a more formal one, sans velcro, with the coin for the shopping cart tucked away separately, mind you. That, and he did the dishes for me. Twice. I think you catch my drift, right?

* And now, for my grande finalé, I have some very exciting news! My sweet baby sister, aka 'Piglet', aka 'Queen', aka 'Bestestestest Kid Sister in the World', IS GETTING MARRIED!!!!!! And guess who gets to me the Maid of Honour? YES, ME! I think I'm going to go all 'Amy Farrah Fowler' on her! The date hasn't been set yet, but I'll be sure to keep you posted!

And now I will leave you all with this song, which has been stuck in my head for weeks, and now it will be stuck in yours too. You're welcome ;-D

Home.

It's been 18 years, since the last time I've been 'home'. I am happy that I can now reset that dreadful timer into mere weeks.
It's been 1 week, since the last time I've been 'home'.

What up with thee?

 "Bless you, bless *all* of you! Be fruitful... and do long division or something!" - Bruce Almighty

My last post was dedicated to my dear sweet friend Karina, and since then things have not been unlike the Suck-Cut; "Sucking my will to live".
But since life goes on, and oh boy has it gone on, I found that my mind was pouring over with stories, cake, mucus, and some amusing anekdotes that were trying to find their way out (see, it tends to get a little crowded in my head). And so now you may all bear witness of what the dealio has been the last few months.

At first, my new job, where I've been working for almost a year now, is absolutely awesome. As I'm pretty sure my job could easily be done by a trained chimp willing to work for bananas (a trifle less than what I currently earn), thus making me obsolete, my colleagues are nothing like I've ever had. The photographic evidence speaks for itself:

 Dare I say, could it be friendship? It seems they're pretty fond of me too, since they seem really eager to keep me there  :)

Another upcoming and not-so-unimportant event: I am finally going back home this year. Last year I solemnly swore that 2012 is the year that I *will* be going to the USA, and it seems the universe has made it financially possible for me to do so. I am so excited (and scared at the same time) to visit the people and places I have such great memories of. May 24th is just around the corner.

Example of the white ink tattoo I want.

But before all that happens, this is what I yet have to cross off of my 'To-do' list:
* Turn 32 28. Again. To celebrate this I am contemplaiting a most awesome tattoo. Again.
* Surgery. My sinuses have been a complete pain in the...well... head. I had surgery once before, and this one, the day after my said 32nd 28th birthday (and most likely making me miss the premiere of The Hunger Games: not cool), is a whole new ball game. For those of you who didn't flinch during any of the Saw movies and/or Hannibal, I double dog dare you to click on this here link. Consider yourself warned, I sure wish I was...
*Annnnd like every year, this April another Elf Fantasy Fair!! Oh em gee, I'm sooo looking forward to it! My mom and sister are about just as psyched as I am, it'll be the first time we all go both days! Here's a little sneak preev on what I'll be wearing:

AGAIN: You have been warned ;)

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