48 hours

Your life can change in 48 hours. Well, that's what happened to me. Last Saturday, I went to pick up Alberto and take him to one of the villas. On the drive over, he offered me the full-time position of running his shop KSAR and looking after any clients who want interiors work done. It's an amazing opportunity and the possibilities are endless so of course I said yes!

The offer was completely out of the blue and unexpected. It's not something we'd talked about before, not even a hint of an idea. In fact, I think I may have been speechless!

Then 48 hours later, as I was leaving the house for work, Bea said to me "just so you know and there's no misunderstanding, this is your last week in the house!" I was stunned into silence as I didn't know there was a date by which I had to leave the house, particularly as I had nowhere to go. But a few hours later I went to look at a studio apartment in Cala Carbo, ten minutes walk from the shop and decided to make that my new home. I was told I could move in on Thursday.

When I went back to the house later that afternoon, I started packing. The last few days have been a whirl of working, packing and getting things moved out of the house. I moved into the new place yesterday afternoon and the sense of relief was immense. Finally I was somewhere that I'm happy to call home. It's only a tiny studio but it's been newly renovated and everything I need is there. After six months of living without much electricity or hot water, in a tatty run-down place where the ghosts of D linger on as she never packed up her life in Ibiza, I'm in a place where I feel happy.

The security of the job offer and moving into a new place feels like a wonderful new chapter is beginning in Ibiza. I think living in the old house affected me more than I realised. Normally my surroundings really affect my mood and at times I felt surprised that I wasn't feeling depressed living in that house. But I think deep down I knew that it was more important to get things like work sorted before I started paying normal rent. I think I coped by blocking out how I might be feeling about the house. I never realised I had the ability to do that, it feels like it was what I needed to do to get through and somehow I managed it. Now things feel much lighter and brighter and I'm really looking forward to see how this new chapter turns out!

The photos in this post are of KSAR.