Decisions or Décisions: TV Dream Homes and/or Foreign Destinations

‘How to buy a house’ and ‘jobs involving travel’ were my Google searches this weekend. Still deciding whether I should stay in Boredville and buy my own place or go travelling and live out of a suitcase for a couple of years.  I know my decision would be a lot easier if my family didn’t live in Boredville or if there was any future with my current job #sinkingship .

Then I switch on the box and transport my brain into TV world. I’ve stopped watching Place in the Sun type of programmes; they don’t inspire me they depress me, but what about living on planet TV? Add harp music and a big thinking cloud above my head, now I could probably be happy in Southfork Ranch in Dallas, but looks like too much hard work with the oil business and all those family fights.

 

Or there is the apartment in New Girl, not very believable though.  How can a school teacher, barman, office worker and unemployed basketball player afford a massive apartment/penthouse like that? It’s a bigger fairy-tale than Grimm. Plus points a gorgeous apartment and Nick but Jess and her constant singing would drive me mad if she was my flat mate.
 

New Girl: How could a teacher afford this?

 

Monica's Pad: The Dream

The ultimate place to live would have to be Monica and Rachel’s New York apartment (or any TV New York apartment) when Joey and Chandler lived there because I would have Chandler’s Lazy Boy (I dream of the day I can afford my own). Yes living in New York with a coffee shop close by full of your friends who are funny all the time would be perfect, but these TV accommodations aren’t within my price range. I think I could just about pay the mortage repayments for the shacks in Raising Hope or The Middle.
 

 

Raising Hope: More my price range

 

Oui! In the real world France would be my first choice if I decided to pack my bags. I just wish there a language pill giving me the ability to speak French because the books and CDs aren’t helping, but in France TV world the brothel in Maison Close on Sky Arts or the Eddie Caplan's boat in Braquo isn’t my ideal accommodation. 

Currently I’m in the process of sorting out everything I own and everything my sister has left behind when she moved out a few months ago in to four piles 'Keep' 'Charity' 'eBay/Car Boot' or 'Bin' (hmmm a good idea for a daytime TV show (c) englishchouchou). I have more space but still don't have any independence or privacy. I can’t invite friends to stay, and my life is still in boxes. But with all the money I should make, it can go towards a flight ticket or a flat deposit?

Decisions, Décisions!