Tomorrow Tomorrow And Tomorrow

So tomorrow I get the keys to my new flat that I have never seen and don't even really know the lay out of. If it is more spacious and furnished than a concrete cell with a straw bed and filing cabinet as a wardrobe, then it is a step up form the past year. I feel a little apprehensive about moving in and getting sorted. What if I don't like it? I trusted my friend's judgement implicitly. Maybe not a wonderful plan. I also don't really know one of my flatmates. Also an issue. But you know our warming date is set and I am trying to figure out what to pack into my car tomorrow morning as I write this. C'est la vie. Either way, I have a nice bedroom in a townhouse flat in Edinburgh. I shouldn't really complain all that much now should I?