Will it be horrible? Will I be throwing my bag into the boot and rolling back home or is it possible I will love having my own place?
If only it was located closer to home and I could invite friends over for afternoon tea, like a little old lady. I'm going to come home either fat from over cooking or anorexic from not cooking because I don't want to wash up another pot.
In a way this takes me another step closer to living in a castle. It'll prove if I can survive the domestic of a small flat and encourage me to work towards the above home, though if I live there I will be hiring a cleaning lady and a butler and a harem of cute gardeners.
Till then I will be babysitting my grandmother's little castle.
And the final panic, will my grandmother let me use her internet, even if I promise to not look up porn when bored and avoiding vacuuming? Hmm, maybe there will be a café with Wi-Fi nearby.