The biggest life shift this year has been finding, setting up and residing in a share house. It's a freaking awesome homey, hippie house but it did require quite a bit of blood, sweat and tears to set up. The rental market is BRUTAL, especially if you're a student with a stopgap casual job. Noone seems to care that its a superfun job. Several Saturdays vanished in a haze of tottering between rental inspections - pretty sure one real estate agent thought i was stalking him, I saw his bewildered expression when I turned up to wander around yet another house with an air dazed hopefulness. Perhaps if I smiled sweetly someone will give me their house to have my sedate uni student parties in. Heh.
The hardest part: knowing my name is on the lease. I'm really quite attached to my ass and now it is on the line if ANYTHING happens to this beautiful house, or if one of my housemates skips town.Getting appliances and everything that a house needs was kinda annoying but also a life altering experience. Did you know there is such a thing as an avocado slicer, which looks NOTHING like a knife? Whoa.
The funnest part: living with friends is like a permanent sleepover where you don't have to get cold feet getting to your own bed! Walking to uni is through a magical forest (no, really, its like Narnia) and along a creek.
The best part: for the first time in my life setting up a room which is undeniably mine. There's a super official looking piece of paper in a government office somewhere which testifies to this. I've always felt the need to pay for something before I can own it or have a claim to it and now that I am finally (with a small monthly grimace) paying rent, and this little space has been conquered!