Friday, 31 March 2017

A roof over one's head

A couple of weeks ago, the letting agency called (Bastards. I asked them to either text or email me.) to say that the landlord was going to sell my flat, and that I was going to be given notice to vacate the premises. At the time, that was devastating news. The following week I received several further calls, informing me that potential buyers were going to be shown round the flat. I've had no further calls since then, so I'm assuming that the sale is going ahead. YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I really loved my flat when I moved in. It was more than I could possibly have hoped for. I still love it, but for quite a while I haven't enjoyed living there. It has become noisier and noisier, and the noise goes on well past a time which would (or should) be considered acceptable.
Well I am going to get somewhere much quieter at the end of all this. It will be lovely to be able to sit down in peace either thinking, or watching a film without having to keep pausing it. I've quite forgotten what that feels like.

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