"I am afraid that we have sold the house. They want vacant possession of the flat before they will sign the missives."
I knew it! I knew it was too good to be true. I never much liked the saying that goes when it looks too good to be true. it probably is. I'm a realist in life, I always assess a situation and look at what's possible, what's probable and the worst possible outcome in everything I do, but there are times when I let the realist within have a rest and the optimistic twin gets out to play. One such time was 6 weeks ago when I agreed to come here.
As soon as I saw it a voice in my head was telling me it was wrong, it told me to turn round, go back home and don't look back. I knew it all and yet I dared to dream. Just maybe, just this once things will work out better than expected and even if the new owners didn't want me to stay at least I would have 3 months. June, July and August. Maybe longer. The house wasn't even up for sale yet after all.
What I forgot was the rare availability of homes like this in Scotland, and that buyers with the cash to buy such homes are just as rare. I forgot that the news would quickly spread amongst the super rich that the house was going to soon become available and I overlooked the fact that people who have millions think nothing of adding in little extra sweeteners if they really want something and want it now.
Sometimes I'm such an eejit. An A-rated numpty.
Now because I didn't listen to myself I have to find somewhere new by the 7th of July.