Moving in with the Boyfriend

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The past couple of months have been times of change, and when I say change I mean turn your world upside down, spin it round, shift it 142 miles down south and stick a boy in the equation.

Two pretty important moves have happened recently. My parents left our family home in Kenilworth to start a new life in Hampshire, and I moved into a flat with my boyfriend, Jack.

To those who know/knew me, this may come as a shock. I, Abbie Louise Gaunt, can confess that this time a year ago I was an absolute commitment-phobe. Everyone knows it takes at least 4 – 8 working days for me to respond to a text message. Making plans more than 2 days in advance used to be an absolute no no – far too much time to overthink about possible nightmare situations. And for every few hours of socialising, I had to spend an hour alone watching Parks & Recreation in the comfort of my own company…

… Now, I am never alone.

The thought of this didn’t frighten me when Jack and I decided to move in together, he had pretty much lived at mine when I had my own flat anyway. Aside from the occasional… conflict of interest let’s say, Jack’s presence has never been an annoyance to me (how romantic of me). We both find it easy to sit in silence without feeling awkward – something I think is very important in a relationship. Plus, we are both equally as ridiculous so we just seem to balance each other out. The majority of the time, we are quite happy just staying in with cheese toasties (probably our favourite of meals) and something to watch on Netflix that we have already seen 10 times. Clearly we are both extremely cheap dates. 

Fast forward to the third or fourth day of living together. This is when I realised there is absolutely no escaping each other. What I didn’t consider when I had my own flat is that despite Jack always being there, we both had the option to say ‘don’t come over tonight’ or ‘I won’t be there tonight’. Not that we ever did do that, but it was an option. Suddenly it occurred to me that for the next 8 months, we are tied into a contract that means we have to be together every waking hour we are not at work. Queue panic and turn on self destruct. I am well aware I was self sabotaging the situation because I became super argumentative, as if I was trying to cause a disagreement. I also had this overwhelming feeling of insecurity for no reason whatsoever, as if all of this was way too good to be true.

One of the many reasons why I love Jack so much is because he knows how to deal with my monstrous mood swings. Somehow, he manages to diffuse them before I go all out evil on his ass. So my unwelcome worries lasted approximately 2 days before something in me decided to snap out of it. And now I have never been happier!

Jack and I are the proud renters of a lovely little flat in Chelsea, a 10 minute walk from South Kensington and a 10 minute walk from the Kings Road. Our building has a 24 hour porter, a bar and a Gaucho integrated into it. 3 weeks later and I still don’t think it has actually sunk in that we live there!

Having never actually lived with anyone besides my parents before, I have tried to keep my clothes in my wardrobe instead of all over the floor, I attempt to make the bed every morning without hoping someone else will do it for me and I do my best not to get foundation on the bathroom towels. Jack however, does still leave his empty mugs on the floor expecting muggins over here to pick them up… 

Living with your best friend is the best thing ever. I am so excited to go home even though we do the exact same thing every night. I enjoy making dinner together and would rather do that than order a takeaway. I even do some of the washing up… I am truly a changed woman. 

Despite his 4am alarms for work and the occasional abandoning of mugs, I am the happiest I have ever been having committed to living with my boyfriend/soul mate/love of my life. No matter how awful my day has been, I always know that I have hot chocolate and cuddles waiting for me. 

The only thing that could possibly make it any better is a puppy.

 

Hugs and wishes,

Abbie x 

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8 Things to Do in Amsterdam

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Christmas seems like a lifetime ago now, but I can’t fail to mention that my darling boyfriend, Jack got me the most wonderful present going – my dream Gucci bag. In attempt to live up to his standards, I knew I had to pull out all of the stops for his birthday present.

With us both being desperate to escape London, England and really just daily life, I decided to book us a trip to Amsterdam for a weekend – long enough for us to have a break but not too long that we feel absolutely miserable returning to reality.

I have had a multitude of mixed reviews from people about the city however, with the majority saying they were too high to remember any of it, I went with zero expectations. Strangely enough, Amsterdam offers so much more than just weed and the Red Light District. With the beautiful buildings, canals and people riding on their bicycles, you could easily mistake it for a fairy-tale town.

Overall it was definitely a city I am glad to have seen. I wanted to recollect all of my favourite parts so I thought best to collate a list of things I think you must do when visiting this little corner of the world.

Rent a bike

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I can’t say this was my favourite thing to do, purely because I am a nervous wreck and therefore, riding a bicycle (which please note I haven’t done in about 5 years) on the busy streets of Amsterdam was truly traumatising for me. Despite this, I think it’s a great way to see the city and act as if you’re a local!

Eat cheese fondue

In case I haven’t made it clear enough in the past, Jack is the absolute love of my life. A big part of this is because of the passion we share for cheese. Amsterdam did nothing but just add fuel to our fire with cheese shops on most street corners. Of course, we couldn’t be in the city without having at least a little bit, so we went to find a lovely little restaurant called Het Karbeel, their speciality being cheese fondue. The food was amazing, it was so super cozy and there was a little kitty strolling around to make us feel even more at home. Truly a dream come true.

Go for freakshakes in hidden cafe’s

I had wanted to go to the Corner Bakery after seeing it on the lovely @HollieMercedes page. We happened to stumble upon it whilst walking to the Van Gogh museum – which evidently didn’t make it into this post – clearly Jack and I appreciate food over art. I can confirm the freakshakes were worth every cent of the 18 euros we spent on them. They tasted amazing and the photos came out pretty good too (a win win situation in my eyes). I love stumbling across quaint backstreet cafes, I find they are always so much nicer than ones you find on busy streets.

Ice skating in front of the Rijksmuseum

No matter how bad you are at it, there is absolutely nothing like outdoor ice skating with a view. All of December I was absolutely desperate to visit the Natural History Museum in London to ice skate, but instead I got even better. Ice skating in the Museum District in front of the Rijksmuseum with my best friend was quite possibly my favourite part of the trip. Granted, Jack did have to drag me around because I am incapable of tackling the ice alone, but the cold air and giggles of people falling on the floor made me feel all warm inside.

Waffles, churros and cakes

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It is impossible not to gain 10lbs when going on a city break. You are literally surrounded by waffles, pastries and churros – what else is one to do? Personally, my reasoning is that it’s actually okay to eat a million calories in Amsterdam as long as you don’t do the drugs. Technically, I can still count myself as healthy, right? This photo was taken next to Polaberry, a super cute chocolate shop. We had done a lot of cycling and felt like we deserved a treat.

Markets

There are lots of shopping options in Amsterdam, instead of going to the usual high street chains we have in England, it’s definitely worth looking round the more independent owned shops to get your fix. We went to the Albert Cuyp Market which has a mixture of fashion, food and art. I picked up the cutest wool scarf for 3 euros – probably my favourite purchase to date! There are also lots of unique clothes shops which are fun to look around whilst making the boyfriend stand outside… tehe!

Heineken experience

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Perhaps not one for you if you aren’t a huge fan of beer, like myself. Jack was in luck when I gave all of mine to him. Despite not exactly liking the product the entire place is about, the Heineken Experience was fun and there are lots of things to do other than just drink beer!

Rooftop bar

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Something I love to do in every city I visit is going to a rooftop bar. I love the atmosphere and they always have the best cocktail menu. They can be pricey and they also get very busy, but it is so worth it when you are looking over the city. I would recommend booking in advance to make sure you have a table, failing that, wrap up warm and enjoy the view from outside. We went to the Sky Lounge.

Hugs and wishes,

Abbie x

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