So for the last year or so, I've been in agreement with the lady next door to me that at some point she was going to buy my property as a second let. She's been telling me since January that she would be able to do it in August, which has come and gone. Thank you to Boris fucking Johnson and the stamp duty relief, she put her flat on the market and sold it in a week. Fuck you bitch. Normally I wouldn't bother, but we had a falling out about three months ago, I put the flat on the market while waiting for her final decision. She ranted at me about communication and got really snotty with me about it.
Now she's not communcated with me once, the bitch has sold hers and I met the buyer today.
Fuck you bitch... Don't shout at me about not saying anything and then not say anything to me. Get off your fucking high horse you hypocrite.
Okay, sorry for the rant.
There is a silver lining here. Chapter three is with my editor and I'm working with my other editor with chapter 4. Progress in some parts, none in others.