Why Did I Move Out?
There are 3 things I want to do before I settle down (a.k.a. get married, if I do get married and have kids):
- Get fit, or at least get my college dancer body back
- Establish my own brand and business. I never saw myself working for someone else anyway.
- Live alone.
At 27 years old, I think it’s time for me to do item #3.
This is so bizarre to me because I always thought of myself as a college-minded girl in a 27-year-old’s body. In short, I knew I was too immature to take on the challenge. I was always in denial of my age and the responsibilities that came with it, but I knew I had to face the music. Growing old isn’t bad, it’s part of life. Once I accepted that I knew that I would be a step closer to maturity. So here I am.
Being able to move out was such a big deal for me. It was my way of proving to myself (again *myself*) that I can somehow be an adult—pay my bills on time, sweep the floor, and throw that gross pile of stuff you see on the drain.
Another was because I knew that living alone would help me reach goals 1 & 2. I don’t know about you but working from home surrounded by all the “noise” and “chaos” made losing weight and focusing on my work such a challenge. (FYI: We’re a family of 7, with a 2-year-old kid, all living under one roof of a condo.)
It has been dragging me down for the past 2 years.
Don’t get me wrong, I love my family, but I’m the type of person that functions in a quiet space, literally and figuratively speaking. (Thus, #cofficehunter) I know living alone would help me commit to a routine, cook my own healthy meals, focus on my work, write better, think clearer, and tell stories stronger.
Call it a first-world problem, I don’t care, that’s who I am. We’re all different.
Space is such a big deal for my progress, my work, and my peace of mind. It’s an investment for my personal growth and career.
Living alone for the past 7 days have been a wonderful experience, but that’s because I have gotten my bills yet.
Rent, association dues, electricity, and water are my main concerns. As for WiFi, my phone line has been serving me well because my LTE signal is super freaking strong in my new condo that I just use my phone’s hotspot feature. (We’ll see after a month if my bill blows up. Let’s see). My food and drinking water falls at about 3,000/month—assuming I don’t eat out. Laundry is 400/month (if my calculations are correct).
Don’t worry. I still go to #coffices, but I keep it to a minimum. Besides, a lot of you share your #cofficehunter finds too! (Keep on using the hashtag so I can report) The IG account will stay alive and kicking!
Right now, everything’s manageable—but I know I need to live below my means. The frugal life is hard, but I find it satisfying whenever I see my account with a good amount of money in it.
I consider living alone an investment for my work. So in a sense, my home (w/c is also my office) will help me rake in money.
The Art of Project Coordination
Moving out was pretty stressful because of 2 things:
- Buying all the essentials you need to live and
- Thinking of how to transfer all of those from point a to b.
It’s a freaking art of project coordination.
To address my first concern, I’m very blessed to have my family as they gave me a few things to save me from the expense. Namely, a sofa, a cabinet, a shelf, and an induction cooker. The dining table and mattress were gifts from my boyfriend. He didn’t buy both but was willing to pitch in. The refrigerator I was able to crowdsource and buy from Tara aka champagnedreams (hey girl!) and then the rest I bought gradually—piece by piece last year.
If you’re struggling with this I suggest you go to SM Department Store, Mandaue Foam, HMR, Daiso-ish stores, All Home, Japanese surplus stores, Facebook groups, and other online shop platforms. The internet is pretty freaking amazing, honestly. Utilize it.
As for concern #2, my boyfriend was able to help me out as well. You see, his grandmother owns a woodworks business and they had an L300 and 2 workers available on that day to help me out. He also used his car to help me with my other things. Honestly, I was so happy this was already off my shoulder. I’m forever grateful! They were also able to help me out with carrying everything inside, installing shelves, and drilling the wall for my curtain rods.
It took me 2 days to move my things. Batch 1 was for my clothes, books, kitchenware, bathroom needs, and reconstructable furniture. Batch 2 was for all the big stuff and installations. You can ask your family and friends who have big cars if they can help out. If not, I think Mober is a good option.
As of now I still need a bed frame, kitchen table, work desk, air conditioner, and someone to install the range hood—but honestly, I can live without all these things. (except maybe for the aircon? haha! #summeriscoming)
The Cons of Waking Up & Sleeping Alone
I don’t see any serious cons as of the moment but I am concerned with indoor pollution (I moved to a condo) and safety. The latter one is a concern of mine regardless of location. Thankfully our condo has guards everywhere, they’re all super friendly too!
A possible con would be if you’re someone who finds starting over mentally stressful. I find that having a “work-in-progress” mindset is helpful. After all, aren’t we a work in progress too? Your place doesn’t have to be perfect at the beginning. It’s like finding your style, it involves a lot of trial and error.
Financially stressful, yes, definitely—but that’s something you have to accept from the get-go. Living alone also means being financially independent, you have to be sure you have a good relationship with your finances before moving out.
My New Life
I’m just at the premature stage of living alone but I must tell you– the freedom is PRICELESS. I have all the time to spend on my growth. Waking up is like having a clean slate every single day. I can cook whatever ulam I want. (I’ve always loved cooking so I think that’s another skill you have to learn before moving out). I can experiment which routine works for me. I wake up earlier than usual. I now enjoy sweeping the floor, I find it very therapeutic. My view of the city gives me a clear mind.
I know more challenges will come out, but that’s all part of life. Right now, it’s freaking amazing and I’ve never been more content with my life.