Trying to look on the bright side of getting thrown out of my home after 16 years, I’ve decided that … I WANT ONE OF THESE. A rooftop terrace, not unlike I had in my first ever home in Sevilla when I had a tiny studio apartment across the street. In fact, have made my short check list and am going to try sticking to it. I mean, if I’m going to go through all the stress and hassle of moving then I am going to make it a change for the better. And so these are the three things I want:

• a lift
• air conditioning
• a terrace

I’ve actually looked at a couple of places since recovering from the shock of last Monday evening. Although I don’t have to move until March 1st I’ve decided that if I find something fabby between now and then I’ll just bugger off. In fact, I’d quite like to start the new year in a wonderful new apartment that will make leaving this place feel like a step forward.

Having had a quick look at current rental prices I am more than convinced now that I don’t have such a great deal here. Yes, I will miss my six balconies, my lovely views and all that light. But the plan is to find somewhere just as lovely except, well, better.

And now I am off to a weekend-long blogger’s conference.

What are you doing this weekend?