Progress...
Much as I would like today's post to be a triumphant 'hallelujah we're sorted', it's not I'm afraid. We have a possible flat on the outskirts of Edinburgh, but it's by no means definite yet. However, the landlord is happy for us to bring our cats and, although she has increased the rent because it's a short term let, she's happy to rent the place to us for the time we need it. I've not seen it yet so it could be a hell-hole, but quite frankly I'm at the point where I don't care. I just want to know that we definitely won't be homeless (or forced into staying with family*) come the end of July.
*Not that staying with family is such a bad thing. We'd be doing that for the whole two months if it wasn't for the cats - Fiance's mum has a black labrador (he would probably love the cats, but I don't think the feeling would be mutual. Roo would never recover, bless her), and my mum is highly allergic to the cats. Gah!
*Not that staying with family is such a bad thing. We'd be doing that for the whole two months if it wasn't for the cats - Fiance's mum has a black labrador (he would probably love the cats, but I don't think the feeling would be mutual. Roo would never recover, bless her), and my mum is highly allergic to the cats. Gah!
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