Sunday, 27 February 2011

Pick me!

Friday night: three bottles of wine, an XXL pizza from Papa Johns, company in the form of my Canadian friend from travelling. And so began my final weekend in the flat.

Although I'll still have it next week, with most of my stuff now sitting in giant Ikea bags at home all that remains is to collect my duvet and clean the place. I don't plan to be there next weekend when Bastard Ex comes to clear his things, and will insist that he does the inventory check-out. With luck, I'll never have to see him again.

Being there alone doesn't upset me any more; the memories are mine rather than ours. But waking up this morning and hearing the sound of my Uni friend chatting to his mate in the living room was a comfort. He came in, flung himself onto my bed and gave me a hug. It was a reminder that although I'm 26, independent and have an anti-social streak to rival a Hermit crab, I don't want to live on my own.

With this in mind, tonight I went to view the house I'd seen on Gumtree earlier in the week. Having responded to the ad with a bit about myself, the girl had replied with a time for me to view the room and meet the other housemates. It's a nice place. The room is big. The other tenants were all lovely, and I chatted easily with them for half an hour in the living room before I left to come home. There was no avoiding the question which popped up quickly: "So, why are you moving out so soon?" - but I'm getting pretty good at answering that now. The story almost tells itself.

"Damn", I thought, as I said goodbye and headed to the tube station, "I like that place". Damn, because with several other people also in the running, there's every chance they'll have got on better with someone else. So my hopes are raised. If those hopes are dashed tomorrow, then just like everything else - it probably just wasn't meant to be.

And after everthing this year has thrown at me so far, I reckon I can deal with that.

7 comments:

Breeza said...

Here's hoping you get the flat!!

nuttycow said...

*fingers crossed*

I'm sure they'll see how fabulous you are and beg you to take the room.

Let us know.

Redbookish said...

Fingers crossed for you.

theperpetualspiral said...

Fingers crossed, though I've no doubt you'll find somewhere soon regardless!

London-Lass said...

Any news???

jman said...

So long as they don't let you know you've been picked by breaking into a rousing rendition of "Consider Yourself" in which case you might wish to Reconsider Yourself!

Thinking karma is going to balance itself out because it owes you big time!

Please Don't Eat With Your Mouth Open said...

Breeza - Time and a phone call will tell...

Nutty - I shall keep you all informed.

Redbookish - Thanks!

Perp - That's the attitude I'm taking. Not right for them, not right for me, yadda yadda.

London lass - I'll know tonight at some point apparently.

jman - It's true, I could do with a boost. But whether I can beat 19 other people to the coveted spot is anyone's guess.

 

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