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In today's post I want to talk a little bit about adjusting to Life in Italy.Like this post? Share it with your friends! Click To Tweet
I'll get right to it and say it's pretty good so far. I think I'm starting to believe that different cities mesh with different personalities. When I visited Amsterdam I was completely relaxed (and not just for obvious reasons) but also because the people that live there genuinely seem content. I saw a guy leaving his house one morning...with a smile on his face. After living in London for three years I'd grown accustomed to a very different, not-quite-as-pleasant vibe.
London didn't vibe with my personality.
I guess I needed to live there to truly understand that. I still have trouble accepting it since I was obsessed with living in London for years. But the truth is - it really is a great city - to visit but living there is a whole other story.
After finishing my Postgrad degree in London I struggled to find a job in the film/tv industry.
The industry is smaller and far behind what we're doing content-wise in the states, therefore, people were less willing to be supportive, share information, collaborate. People were also less willing to recognize my previous work experience, which was disheartening.
During a job interview, the woman whom I was interviewing to work for gazed at my resume and said she felt like, "based on my resume I was overqualified for the position" (I was overqualified for the position). Then she added, "At the same time, you're so relaxed right now that it makes me question whether you'd be competent at this job." Yes. She. Said. That.
It was crazy coming from a woman to whom I'd had to explain what a Masters Degree was and who'd admitted she didn't even have an undergraduate degree. Shocking, really. I didn't even wait for her to not hire me. I withdrew my application via email later on that day. Even if she had hired me there was no way I would've been able to tolerate her British Becky-ing on a daily basis.
By the time I'd resigned myself to working at a burger restaurant for the Holiday season and had endured sexual harassment from the manager who'd hired me with, "reservations" (apparently you need a Ph.D. to be a waitress in London) I was so ready to leave.
My husband had been feeling the same way and one evening we got to talking about moving to Italy.
I was nervous because I didn't know the language and I worried about finding work here too. But then I thought, "Anything's got to be better than my current situation." We agreed that if an opportunity presented itself we would move to Italy and leave London behind.
The Law of Attraction is a serious thing.
As soon as we spoke those words we breathed life into that reality. A month later a job opportunity presented itself for my husband. Less than six months later we were moved into our new place in Italy.
I've mentioned on my Instagram how much more chill the vibe is here. So my anxiety is so much better. I was also able to get work pretty much right away. It's all about timing. I happened to join a Facebook group and there was an opportunity. So easy, so simple.
I'm starting an Italian course next week so (hopefully) pretty soon I'll be more confident about speaking with other people and perhaps I'll start making new contacts or (dare I say it) friends.
It's only been a few months here in Italy but so far, so good.
That's not to say there aren't drawbacks. There are. For instance, things don't get done when you want or need them to get done. If you need to see a doctor or send a package or apply for residency you have to have a LOT of patience.
The one awesome thing about London (besides the free museums, public transpo and free healthcare) is that it was so easy to get things done. As long as you came prepared with all your documents, had all your ducks in a row, crossed every T and dotted every I - you could pretty much be successful in all your errand endeavours. The massive drawback with the efficiency of London is that everyone is so busy trying to be cheeky and miserable that they make human interaction utterly dismal.
*Take that with a grain of salt, people, please remember I suffer from anxiety and also my experiences won't be the same as yours. But my experiences are valid.
We are slowly getting settled here in Italy.
We've already found our favourite spots including a take-away restaurant, an apertivo spot, a casual restaurant with the most amazing beers and burgers and an amazing homestyle Italian restaurant with the most delicious risotto I've had to date.
On the weekends, we have date nights, we do the shopping for the week, we travel to Milan or other nearby areas and we have brunch with the in-laws. Weekends are lovely.
We are also slowly decorating the new place, trying to make it home. I've recently gotten back into DIY projects so I've got several small projects in the works. The new place has space for an office, which my husband and I share. We're still in the process of decorating it, although we have two very distinct styles.
I'm looking to make my corner of the office space cozy and tranquil so I'm looking to fill the walls with word inspiration, a vision board and photos. I also want to get candles, lights and right now I'm obsessed with making the bookshelves look organized but stylish.
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We also recently adopted a baby kitten called Gatto Paul. He's about 4 months now. He's a gray and white striped European Shorthair and he has stolen our hearts. To the point where I've actually started an Instagram for Gatto Paul! Follow his shenanigans here ----> http://Instagram.com/IamGattoPaul.
We love shopping for Gatto Paul too! He's going to be the most spoiled kitty come Christmas! Honestly, I'm more excited about buying cat furniture than I was about buying new furniture for the house. That's Love!
I think the best part about living here (besides having access to all the amazing wine!) is that my anxiety isn't as bad. When I do feel overwhelmed I have the time and space to really sort through my feelings and get through the bad patches.
I don't know what new adventures are to come but I am in a good place.
Ciao for now,
That Former Sidekick Girl x