looking for a house is a total bastard.
i awoke this morning (12pm, to be exact, so it is on the edge of morning and afternoon) and checked my email. i had received one from rightmove.co.uk - which is a property search engine that investigates several different letting agents. they told me that a new property had been put on their system that fulfills our reasonably idiosyncratic requirements. i quickly go to the website to check it, and am on the phone to pete in about a minute and a half. he approves the location (beverley street - a bit too far north for my liking, but the house looked very nice), and i ring the letting agents, wondering whether this may be the end of my admittedly rubbish (due to inexperience, mind) search. the agent looks up the property, then tells me it isn't available until the middle of november. damn. i register with the agent, she tells me she'll phone me if anything else comes up, and i'm back to square one.
the crux of my problem is that i'm not sure whether to wait for some of the several agents i've registered with to phone me (like they said they would - it could just be a tactic to get my southern drawl off the phone), or whether i need to keep active looking looking looking. i like houses (i can't wait to have my own house where i can sit and do exciting leamington spa-based things), but i hate looking for houses. unfortunately - unless you are lucky or lazy - you cannot have one without the other. savage.
i really want to go to the cinema. i still haven't seen snakes on a plane or a scanner darkly, but i also now want to see the black dahlia (which incidentally stars my future wife) and little miss sunshine. i need to do a double header - but without my brother working at the cinema any more, that is considerably more expensive.
the crux of my problem is that i'm not sure whether to wait for some of the several agents i've registered with to phone me (like they said they would - it could just be a tactic to get my southern drawl off the phone), or whether i need to keep active looking looking looking. i like houses (i can't wait to have my own house where i can sit and do exciting leamington spa-based things), but i hate looking for houses. unfortunately - unless you are lucky or lazy - you cannot have one without the other. savage.
i really want to go to the cinema. i still haven't seen snakes on a plane or a scanner darkly, but i also now want to see the black dahlia (which incidentally stars my future wife) and little miss sunshine. i need to do a double header - but without my brother working at the cinema any more, that is considerably more expensive.