We put an offer in on a house a few months ago, it was near where we wanted to be (but not quite). We just found out that it’s been sold to someone in a better position. Unfortunately, there’s nothing we can do about it… I’m thinking it’s gone because it wasn’t meant to be and something better for us will come up.13 Continue reading
We had another viewing this week (about time too, it’s been weeks), and this wall really jarred as soon as I showed the visitors through the door – it’s right opposite the doorway in our bedroom. Continue reading
Everything has halted in its tracks while viewings come and viewings go as we try to sell our house.
The tiles that I’d so lovingly chosen have gone back to Homebase (after all that!), and my sneaky sofa yearnings have had to be put on hold (we have had this one for nearly seven years and I’m pretty sure I can see an outline of our bums). Continue reading
Our house is up for sale! I’m sad, nervous and excited in equal measure. It’s the house we nagged and nagged Barratts to reduce until they gave in, and it’s the house we struggled with mortgage payments for three tough years to pay until we were out of our insane fixed rate.
It’s the house we fell in love with because of the bedroom at the top with all the light. The one where we went to the showhouse six times with different groups of people before they’d even accepted an offer. It’s the kitchen project that we needed at a difficult time in our lives.
This is the house where we brought Scarlett after she was born. This was where she had her first bath. Her first bedroom. The garden was where she had her first unaided steps. Continue reading
I’ve been spending quite a lot of time on Rightmove recently. As much time as I can, given I have a toddler, work part-time, study part-time, and have pursuits outside of these things too.
It’s a bit addictive. Almost as addictive as that ridiculous Hay Day game (note to self, must check on my cotton; it takes forever to grow). Continue reading