A Year Into The Future
This time last year I might have said to myself “Can’t time just fast forward to a year in the future?!”. It might have been because of some stressful incident at work, money issues or indeed, family issues. Every now and again I will catch myself wanting to be a year in the future. To at least let past me deal with the crap that was happening.
If I had written down then what I thought I might have been doing in the future when I had demanded it the last thing I would have written would have been “Living in Ireland.”
It has been a month now. Fairly calm and successful one at that. As an English woman I’ve not hit as many problems as I was expecting.
The mundane task of proving to the Irish government I was here legitimately and had a job was no more annoying as I would imagine it could be in the UK. But I will have to sing their praises – as I imagine it actually would be quicker than in the UK. Within the month I have got myself a bank account, internet and a phoneline and my National Insurance number. Oh I’m also tax exempt on my UK registered car and my car insurance is sorted. Not too bad, though I can only imagine what my phone bill is like.
The first month has had it’s ups and thankfully I’m yet to hit a down. Even though I thought the washing machine broke yesterday. I’m going along with “living in England” being the down, so hopefully living in Ireland is going to be at least 24 years of an “up”.
I’ve been quick to make friends and I’ve already had three hangovers. I’ve woken up twice in a strangers house and have had a lift home three times by three different people that I had known for less than 24 hours. Interestingly enough I have met more people from the UK than I have people from Ireland. Says something about living in Ireland, that there are more of the Brits over here than back at home.
I haven’t had TV since being here, and to be honest I don’t think I will go through the fuss of getting it. I have only one show I watch religiously and I will always find a means of watching that.
For now I will continue to go to the pub to watch some sport, and knit as I watch the tide coming in and out of Courtmacsherry Bay.
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