Goldilocks and the Three Shares

Too hot.  Too salty.  And so on.  Actually it's technically four shares but more of that later.

First of all, I'd like to take issue with myself.  In my last post I said If I were a lesser person, my confidence would have taken a huge knock.  Which sounds like I think I'm a greater person.  I'm not.  I suspect that what I meant was: if I were the person I was a few months ago, in simpler times, my confidence would have taken a huge knock.  I've had to become tough and resilient in ways I could not imagine possible.  I've had to learn to poo in a variety of homes that aren't mine.  I've had to learn that if someone is an arse to me at work, that is just because they are an arse and it does not have to spoil my day.

So, the three shares:

First of all I was in an AirBnB in Stoke Newington (Stamford Hill really, but that doesn't sound anywhere near as cool.)  I would probably have stayed there as the live-in host was a nice lady and her cat was lovely.  But she had other guests coming so...

I moved to an AirBnB in Beckton.  Too hot.  Too salty.  Sorry, I meant too many fucking aeroplanes and too far from everything.  And the live-in host was kind but really weirdly over-sharing.  So...

I moved back to Stoke Newington, this time to share with a mate for a few weeks.  I loved the area.  I was opposite my favourite cafe!  My friend was very kind and generous but the broken flat door and the broken internet finally broke me.  I started feeling very miserable.

So now I'm in Croydon, for my sins.  I feel it is obligatory to say "for my sins" after saying I'm living in Croydon.  Another AirBnB.  Live-in host seems very nice.  I shall go out exploring tomorrow.

It will be easier to get to work from here, and I have a feeling I'll end up living round here somewhere as it's relatively cheap.