New year, new life, etc so after I recovered from the turkey fest I decided 2009 was going to be the year when I finally bought my own place.

But several weeks in and this whole flat hunting business is starting to feel like my love life – complicated.

At least 10 flats have taken my fancy since I started but last week I finally came across one that gave me that excited, butterflies-in-the-stomach, first date feeling.

But as with dating, so with flat-hunting: I smiled, put my first ever offer in on the place yesterday (which was scary and exciting) and then … sob! … I was turned down.

Will I Ever Find A Home Of My Own?

I’m trying not to take it personally; maybe we’re just not meant to be together? But still…

After a sleepless night wondering what to do next and picturing myself in a place that is mine (all mine!) I’ve resolved to pick myself up, dust myself off and get back in the game.

But is this the right move? Could I be making the worst financial decision of my life? Should I wait and see what the market does over the next couple of months? How much should I offer next? Can Kirstie and Phil please come and help me?

One thing is for sure, there’s a lot of interest in the flat – well, it’s got charm, good looks, all its own teeth – so they definitely won’t be calling me.

And with all this game playing and the possibility of more rejection to come, would I not be better to conclude that there are plenty of other fish in the sea and just move on?

Decisions, decisions! I’ll be keeping you posted.  Wish me luck…

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