Weather kicking up a storm today; one of the poor little thorn trees in Morningside has upended.Managed to lose one of my lovely wrist warmer gloves in Queen Street or thereabouts while battling the very Scottish wind; sad when they are some of the only things I have treated myself to in the last 12 months. Bleedin' typical.
Very grown up meeting indeed with the solicitors today but managed to come away jubilant; not with that sneaking hunch that you are trying to punch above your weight. Feels weird discussing sums of money and events that I never dreamed might actually come to fruition, but comforted myself in the ususal manner of imagining things (as they are) as just bits of paper and figures. It really is all like a big game of make believe; no-one really has the money or the right to own a property, its all abstract in the great scheme of things. All seems pretty easy when you look at it that way. Just been filling in a form for Stu's new passport having realised that he 'doesn't exist' in the eyes of the law right now in terms of opening bank accounts, engaging solicitors etc.... I love these little hiccups!
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