Summer is upon us. A long, hot glorious day of very sunny weather.
A good day at work. Days like today remind me why I like my colleagues (a lot) and the company itself. Sure, I complain. I’ve always been the type that wants more than they have, rarely being satisfied with their lot in life. Deep down I want something else – to be living abroad, to not be in professional services. Etc. But if you do want to live in the capital and you do want a good job – this is actually a really good place to work. It’s a preferences thing, I suppose. Deep down I want adventure and life experience which is not the same as a safe, good job.
I did a viewing early afternoon. First modern property I’ve looked at. Was soulless. Had a gym in the basement, the building was portered, etc, but it was sterile. Would have been like living in a Holiday Inn.
I put an offer in for the one I really liked yesterday. I don’t expect to get it as my top offer is quite a bit under the asking price and I’m sure the owner will be able to get more. The only thing going for me is that I could move in immediately (and it’s just become vacant). But even so. Over the course of a year the owner is likely to want someone who can pay more. But I can’t budge on what I’ve offered.
I have 4 viewings tomorrow morning, starting at 9.30am. I’m really looking forward to finding the right place. Getting the offer accepted, leaving zone 3 and moving to zone 1 and moving on with my life. Soon. I tell myself.
Drinks after work with colleagues. A wine bar we always go to. A convivial evening.
And the night is balmy. Even with the window open there is no breeze. Tomorrow it could get to 29c and storms are on the way.