House hunting in Rambling sane thoughts of the terminally me

I find this process galling. There's nothing exciting about it - the excitement begins once you've got yourself ready to move. House hunting is just a pain in the neck and the promise of a LOT of monetary expenditure. It needs to happen though. I can't put up with this flat any longer.

End of september we move out. On to bigger and better things. I'm finding the potentials on the website and Dan is doing the actual viewings as I'm too busy with work.

We've set the upper limit for the new place at 600. Seems to be about right judging by some of them. Admittedly our current flat is 600 but that's between three people and it's just gonna be Dan and me in the next one.

So we'll do that for a year and see where I am after that.