Trying to catch my breath in my local coffee place, sat next to a stressed looking fella working on his laptop and a merry couple catching up after a few months apart.
One moment I’m feeling excited, the next I’m feeling well and truly overwhelmed. The prospect of double rent looms on the horizon as I desperately try and hunt for potential tenants to take our place. It’s a gruelling, thankless task filled with false hope, false promise and just hundreds of pounds down the drain. I know that this period of time is temporary and I’ve just got to stay hopeful, persistent and relentless but it’s testing at times. Especially feeling as though I’m the only one feeling the stress.
Our home is a beautiful flat and i’ve no doubt that it’ll only take a couple of people to come and look it to really get the ball rolling. I mean, I don’t know what people are looking for but when they see it, they’ll know. Just as all the previous flats I’ve lived in - I got a look and just, could see myself there.
I’m really looking forward to getting moved into the new flat...in two weeks time. It’s so soon. I’ve so much to sort, so much that I need to buy...and yet I can’t afford anything.
Sitting around such affluence makes me feel so inferior. I wonder if anyone else surrounding me is experiencing the same troubles as I, I doubt it. I suppose the more one has, the more one has to lose...
One thing is certain. In two weeks I’ll be in my very own studio flat! What an absolute dream! Something I’ve wanted for a very long time and at last, it seems to be coming together. I’m not sure exactly how I’ll make it all work but it will because it has to! I’ll be able to eat properly again, watch what I like, listen to what I want, wash when I like! I’m hopeful that this new freedom and independence will help make me feel better in other aspects of my life too.
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