New flat hunt continues in Rambling sane thoughts of the terminally me

I hate looking for new places to live. I find the process incredibly galling because it's always about the "have nots".

At this point in my life I never thought I'd be living with my brother. I always imagined I'd have a girlfriend/ fiancee/ wife and a house. I thought I'd have a kid or two. I just assumed that was how my life would pan out.

Of course it didn't; life usually doesn't. I'm not unhappy as such. I choose to focus on what I can achieve and what I can do. I'm still losing weight, still getting fit, still trying to be the person I want to be.

Still, when flat hunting, I'm always thinking "I should own a house by now". I shouldn't have to go through this and the pain of chucking month after month down the pan. I want to feel like I'm investing in my future but I know that's impossible. I simply don't earn enough. That's why I'm pinning my hopes on this promotion. If I could get up to the 20k mark I could make some serious changes in my life.

Sadly I don't earn that much. So here I am. I don't believe I am special in being in this situation; I'm sure there are many many many people who are in the same boat. Only one of them, however, is me.

So the plan is to move out end of september. The hunt continues. I'll keep you all updated.

Keep your fingers crossed for me and, as always, ramblerambleramble.