Nomad oh Nomad

Boxes here. Boxes there.

No bed still.
Just good old hefty mattress.

Big, big, white room.

Lots of closet space.

What is it now?

Third? Or is it fifth?

"Fourth, sweetheart," confirms Mom when I finally got the computer online again. Yes, Mom. I have moved into my fourth apartment since January this year.

I had valid reasons. Honest.

University had started already when I got my offer letter. The worst possible time to be flat-hunting in the big little city of Auckland.  All I had was my bag pack and academic certificates I carry around from one city to the next, aiming at keeping residency status by just staying in the country.

My friend from Wellington was gracious enough to offer me her mother's roof for a few weeks before I found a decent place close enough to start with. It was out of my price range and came with a much-too-young room mate whom was sweet girl, but very little awareness of the world around her. I had a good excuse to leave, explaining that I had to be away overseas for a study for my research. Off to the second flat and third and..well, that didn't end well...
and I found this one...

"All settled in then?"Mom not even the slightest bit surprised with my nomadic tendencies.Thank goodness for having tech-literate parents. Helps so much when you are constantly on the move. I love how she still loves me despite everything. Yup. Very lucky.

"Okay, honey. Txt me the new address. I have some things your little sisters left to give you."

Yeay. Pressies from kid sisters.

They make my day.

"Cool," I mouthed to mum, blew her a kiss before saying goodbye.

Time to unpack yet again.
Off to work ski trip!

Cant help wondering what my room one will be like?

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