So, it’s a wonder to me sometimes that Mr. Wonderful is primarily Greek in his heritage. He says he has a bit of Irish in him, but I’m beginning to think that part is bigger than he thinks because the boy has luck like nobody’s business.
Seriously. First he gets laid off from his studio job, yet will continue receiving a paycheck through October. Then he gets a job right away with an extremely well-known director. Then he gets upgraded to first class when he’s flying out to London the first time. And now? Now this:
Because he’s going to be living in England for so long, the studio is paying for him to get an apartment. Given that the studio’s office is an hour outside of London, he opted to look for flats in Richmond—which is a 30-minute tube ride from the city.
He found a place he liked, and was all ready to rent it but then the housing coordinator found out that the person renting it wanted to stay longer. So instead, Mr. W gets this place.
It’s the freaking penthouse.
A 3-bedroom place, right on the Thames River; walking distance into the cute town of Richmond; minutes from a huge, beautiful park. The freaking penthouse.
Of course this is how it worked out for him. He’s Greek-Irish. I’m going to rub his head extra hard when I see him next month and see if I can bring some of that luck home with me…