Second Floor Flat—Hunting in London

A few months ago I did something that I'd never done before and that was move in with a guy.

In typical fashion, rather than trying something new at a regular pace, I decided to jump head-first into freezing water by moving in with two guys in a different country. And so, here we are.

My husband and his brother moved into the flat that we now live in in southwest London about two and a half years ago. Since then they've spent their time painstakingly decorating in the themes of WWII and Kenny Powers. While I respect their tastes, mine tends to be a bit different.* For the sake of everyone's sanity, we're going to move.

Second Floor Flat—Hunting in London

As it turns out, the process of flat hunting is both very similar and very different from apartment hunting in New York.

In New York, you pay a broker's fee of about one month's rent for having a broker do nothing other than unlocking the door of a new apartment for you.

In London, the landlord pays an estate agent's fee of about one month for basically posting the flat online.

In New York, you'll rarely get a dishwasher and never get a washing machine.

In London, you'll get a washing machine and rarely get a dishwasher.

In London, it's totally normal and possible to find a flat with a garden. A garden.

In both cities, you have about five seconds to claim a flat/apartment before it's off the market.

 Here's what our new flat looks like in my head:

Second Floor Flat—Hunting in London


Second Floor Flat—Hunting in London


Second Floor Flat—Hunting in London


Second Floor Flat—Hunting in London


Second Floor Flat—Hunting in London


Second Floor Flat—Hunting in London


Keep those fingers crossed!

*For the record, both of my lovely flatmates are troopers who put up with my constant moving/organizing/rearranging of everything. They've never muttered a single complaint and for that I am thankful.

From here, here, here, here, here, here, oh—and here!

Things I Learned From: Today

They say that when it rains it pours, and this week happens to be one of those weeks where everything. happens. allatonce. Here are the things that happened today, and what I've learned from them so far:

1. I started my first offiicial (freelance) job in London. A little scary as first days always are, but I made it and am happy to return. "They" say that making it to your mailbox is the hardest part of the day, and that is so true.

2. We gave our notice and are officially on the hunt for a new flat, so patience comes from those who wait! (And apparently also to those who throw tantrums and/or shoes when their el cheapo hanging racks collapse on top of them.)

3. We got our hot water fixed. As the temperatures in foggy London started to cool down, so did the temperatures in our foggy water boiler. Luckily it's now fixed and I can go back to showering like a fully-functional citizen of society. Check those water heaters, folks!

This all makes me feel like this:

Things I Learned From: Today


From here!