A Chris-in-the-morning inspired blog. Somewhere I can hypothesis on human nature and narrate my own journey of self discovery. That sounds so cheesy! Basically somewhere that I can just spill out the contents of my head.

 
Last year in October we began looking at flats. The uni puts out a flat list every year at that time so we got hold of one and started calling up the phone numbers that night. We went and looked at some flats that Sunday but most were crap or too far away. The first one we had looked at though was wonderful. Fairly new, it looked kind of like a barn on the outside, but it had nice carpet a wonderful kitchen 2 bathrooms and it was really close to uni. We left our names and contact phone. The teneants of the flat called back a couple of days later to tell us that they wanted us to come to a meeting on that monday at 7:45pm. So we went, we were the third of 3 groups they were talking to. The others all had more girls, but we were the oldest, the youngest being almost 20. Just as we were about to leave Damien chose his moment carefully. We'd discussed this amongst ourselves earlier and now we used it.
"Um, would it help if we said we were willing to pay a little more each week?" He said to the landlord. I don't think a single one of us ,missed the glint in his eyes when he heard this.
"Well, actually..." he said thoughtfully, "I'm building another flat around the corner from here. It's a bit bigger."etc etc. So we organised to drop round to see the new place the next day. It was brilliant. Completely new, big kitchen, double garage, walk-in wardrobes!, theres even a back lawn (small but still..). So we signed stuff and paid a deposit and now all we have to do is find out the exact date we can move in. (The landlord wants to finish the ladscaping first, the decks etc)
So we really struck lucky. No we have to work out what we need.
posted by Megan at 4:46 PM