I just spent an amazing weekend watching Irish Dancing Championships in the City West Hotel – I didn’t compete myself as it was a regional championship and not from my own region, but it was pretty awesome altogether. My age group is usually the last to get to stage in a competition so I never have enough peace to just sit, watch, enjoy and absorb everything that is going on but since my only task for the weekend was supporting fellow dancers I had enough time and calmness in me to do just that.
Yesterday morning I finally moved into my new place – a house in Coolmine (that means I’m a Coolminion now, no?). As I needed to be at the championships ASAP (and with needing I mean that strong urge to be there) my friend who has been so good to help me move and we just threw bags into the room and I got the hell out – leaving the actual settling in for later. And here I am, sat in my new place on a brown barcalounger in the living room. So far so good.
Talking to my flatmate we discovered pretty much straightaway we have very similar life stories. Meaning we both got sorted into Slytherin by Pottermore, even though we strongly felt we belonged in different houses (me in Hufflepuff, she in Ravenclaw). There’s also a shared interest in mindless reality tv and pasta, guess it’s safe to say we get on so far.
My new room is spacious and bright and I’m just thinking about where to put my stuff or if I should rearrange some of the furniture. The silly thing in this house is that there are so many light switches that I’m accidentally creating a mini disco every time I try to find the right one.
Also, ever since arriving to Ireland I have had bad luck on the Wi-Fi front. The connection broke off pretty much every 10 minutes in the first B&B I stayed and I have just gone a year without Wi-Fi in the house, the only internet came from (expensive and limited) dongle. This time around the Wi-Fi is a dream come true, until you walk up the stairs to my floor and it’s gone. I should be able to sort it out with an extender/expander (?) so I’ll be on the hunt for that.
If anyone can remember this blog and is curious about me moving my stuff: it did fit into one car in the end, and nothing broke after all. I just seem to have lost my sun glasses but since it’s kinda winter and obviously Dublin I reckon that’s no biggie.