Deadlines met, my fansites sort of updated, now it’s time for my personal blog update.
Soon, it’s going to be one year since I moved into my new home and room. As I had mentioned, we had to move out from our shared house. My sister decided to try and go back to Poland (she came back to London after one month), other people’s life situations had changed and in the end we all went our own ways. As soon as I came back from Poland (where I saw FFD), I started looking for a single room to rent in the same area we lived. The room I found that I felt was the right place with the right people (young Polish family with a 5 year old son and from Masuria, just like me) was the third place I saw and found after three days of hunting. I moved in at the end of August.
It was sad leaving that shared with friends and family house. Lots of great memories there. Our last supper was a pizza bought for the money I saved from selling my home made bread (that wasn’t very profitable ‘business’) eaten with my sister and her boyfriend on the floor in an empty living room.
I also started working in a different shop, much closer to my old home and even closer to the new one. To save money, I walked to work. It took me 30-40 min on foot to get to work. It was the same amount of time to go by bus, when and it often did stuck in traffic.
That change I welcomed more gladly. Different manager, luckily not Polish, but there were 6 Polish, including me, working in that shop anyway, the rest was Hungarian, Lithuanian, Slovakian and French for a little while. Area managers were British. That’s just the reality description.
I liked working with that team there. The atmosphere was a bit more relaxed, customers more friendly. It was getting worse when the shop was busier. That was one of the reasons why I left, but I’ll write about it another time.
Moving to a new home with strange people and going to work to a different shop made me feel that my journey continued on and a new sub-chapter of my life in London had just opened.