Day 610: Flat

Yesterday (Thursday) night, I put my flat on gumtree, having found out that it was not a good time to sell. Then came the viewings. I thought I'd only had five or six replies, but a search for a totally different email led me to my Bulk Mail folder, where just LOADS of people had replied.

I booked seven sets of people to come and see the flat. I can honestly say that they were, without fail, lovely, interesting, wonderful. Honestly, all of them. Two of the couples (I'd prefer a couple) are definite yesses (what a great problem to have) and there's still one to see. 

This trip has been wonderful in that I am now very glad indeed not to be selling my flat. I've loved, loved, loved being up here. There are circumstances (in my head, at least) in which I would just move up here myself. It's been wonderful and I feel very grateful to have had this place to live in over the last week. It's just fantastic. And I'm not saying goodbye to it yet. I have some lovely people coming to live here, and then it will still be here. As I showed the flat, it became clearer and clearer to me how much I love it and why I bought the bloody thing in the first place - to live in, because it's lovely, with its tall ceilings, beautiful evening light, views and not-views, window seat (thanks, Jess and Danny) and stupid amounts of storage. 

By the end of the viewings, I was delirious, and had begun to discuss how many people each cupboard or small space could potentially have crammed into it, and how you might terrify someone by secreting yourself and jumping/falling out in the style of some Japanese or Korean horror film. Not sure if that sold it to the potential takers. I was past caring (in a good way). 

Thank you, Ruth, for so, so much, and for enjoying this place as much as I do, and for making the most of Edinburgh. Thanks, Universe, for delivering to me exactly what I'd asked for in the very first couple I met.