The PrIcE To Pay

As I am writing this piece, in the train sipping cappuccino, my favourite coffee of all time, I was thinking about the new room, new place, new people and of course, the new hotties in town where I move. Aberdeen, the third biggest town after Edinburgh and Glasgow, is the next spot for me to find prince charming and secure a higher wages. As exciting as I was about to meet the new landlady for the new room, I decided to show her my wild side, the boisterous laughter with cheerful movement, not a seconds without a warmth smile, trying to build rapport as usual on the first meet. Much to my dismay, her eyes were as dull and as gloomy as the owl, sleepless night dark circle with heavy puffy eye bags. My instinct, the first impression tips which I learnt from psychiatrist, the big ‘D’ word, not unusual in developed country, UK, Depression. They say, in such a place full of grey granite building, gloomy weather, not much of sun tanned opportunity especially during winter where most of the rich people travel just to get sunshine, depression is the face you will see every day and everywhere. Anyway, as I was checking out the room, to my horror, the room was utterly in a mess. Mountain of dusts, stuffy smells and the current occupier who is about to move was there, sleeping in the bed under such poor hygiene circumstances with putrid scents of his. My first thought, dilemma. The room itself has a poor outlines, designs were absolute out of place and cleanliness scale immeasurable. The most lucrative deal is the distance. It is just half a mile from my work place, saves me lots of trouble from going to and fro and also the travel fees. There are two things to juggle here, distance and quality. Having thought for a at least 24 hours before moving in, I asked myself; should I find another room or alter the quality knowing that I could not really do much for the distance issue? Altering the quality, this takes half a day of massive sweeps, decluttering, changing the scent from yuckie to goodie and decorating my niche. Am I willing to pay to go through the hell bells of tidying? Answer is yes, I have finally decided to stay for good. ^_^.