So I haven’t got a house to live in next year.
Yeah, I know, talk about leaving it to the last minute. Before I came to university, my cousins (who are older than me and who have both finished university) took me for a drink to kind of give me a pre-match team-talk about what to expect for the next few years.
One of their tips was to make sure that I had sorted out a place to live for the following year by December, so that it was all sorted out, and then I wouldn’t have to worry about it. That’s quite a big ask for your first year if you think about it, because it’s basically saying that you have to meet people and then within two months not only to have decided which of them you want to live with, but also to have then looked round houses, to have chosen a favourite, and then to have signed a contract and paid a deposit.
Nonetheless, by the time I went home for Christmas at the end of my first term, so in December 2012, I had already got a house ready and waiting for the following September, and it was so good knowing that, when I went back in January, that I didn’t have to worry about it.
However this year, due to a few different factors, it just hasn’t come together. The most recent upset came a few weeks ago, when we thought we had finally sealed a deal on a house only for the landlord to back out at the absolute last minute.
So we’re back at square one again. Moral of the story: sort out a house before you go home for Christmas. I know it seems early, but it will save a lot of hassle later on in the year.