fingers crossed

After spending weeks trawling search engines and gumtree, calling agents every other day and rushing back after work to view tiny flats in a matter of 5 minutes, I think we've found a place to live! It's exactly the location we were looking for, the move in dates work, it's the right price and more importantly, it's the only place we've seen that both of us walked out of and said we can actually see ourselves living in. The landlord's accepted our offer and now I'm just waiting for the estate agent to actually take the holding deposit out of our account and email us confirming everything (although he's confirmed it's all ok on the phone twice already). I'm trying not to get toooo excited about it before we have something in writing, although I'm not managing it that well! I keep thinking about all the lovely things we can get to decorate and then I panic when I remember how much stuff I already have. I think it's time to have a clear out this weekend, only so I can justify hitting the shops you understand. After all, surely living with a boy for the first time means I'm going to get 90% of the wardrobe space right?