I need to start making some money. This is a big house, and I’m going to rent out the attic – one bedroom, a sitting room, and a shower room. This puts up some of my costs – I need to pay for a gas safety certificate – but should make a profit in the long term. I can earn up to £7,500 a year tax free doing this!! Totally worth a try!
I’ve just picked up an email from someone who might be interested. It’s a funny thing – there’s this total stranger, and all I know about them at the moment is their name and that they’re looking for somewhere to rent. It could come to nothing, and I’ll have forgotten their name by this time next week. Or it could work out, and they move in, and we become firm friends. Or they could move in and turn out to be the lodger from hell. And at this stage, I just don’t know!! I find that quite exciting – maybe I should find it daunting?? But I don’t, I really don’t. We’re hoping to arrange a meet up, and if I don’t like the look of them I’ll make an excuse and leave. It seems to be a bit like dating (although as far as dating is concerned, it’s been a while…) – you meet for coffee, and if you get along you invite them round – and if you like what you see, you move in together.
It’s been live on SpareRoom.com for a couple of months now, and I’ve had a little bit of interest.
- One woman asked if it was available, and when I replied yes (within 30 minutes!) I never heard back from her.
- A man rang, saying he needed somewhere for his wife, who was on the point of being evicted (so many questions, so little time…), and telling me that my rooms were too expensive. I think I was supposed to negotiate, but I really didn’t need the drama.
- Then there was the friend-of-a-friend, who first of all contacted me via the website. She only needed it for a week, and at this stage I didn’t know she was the friend of a friend so I rejected it – I only want long-term people really. But then a message on my Facebook feed appeared, and it was too much of a coincidence. I agreed to have two Spanish lesbians for a week – but on the morning they were supposed to arrive, one of them was too ill to travel, so it never happened.
Speaking of Spanish lesbians. Here’s a thing. Including the word lesbian makes my story a teeny bit more interesting, more exotic even, would you agree? But is it right? If their sexuality doesn’t matter (and it doesn’t), then I don’t really need to mention it. But if I didn’t mention it, and just said ‘a Spanish couple’ then you would assume (and you would assume) that it was a man and a woman. And that would mean the story was missing something, I think.
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