Oh a house hunting we shall go!
We started the search this morning and saw 3 places. One ok but really small, one massive but didn’t “feel” right and one which actually might be the “one”.
We are to rent for another 6 months to a year so we can get to know the area, save more down payment and escape from the crazy guy upstairs.
The place we like ticks all the boxes: there is a garden, it is a house, has a little conservatory, parking, garage for jer’s bike, on a nice residential street with loads of
other kids, near 2 good schools, 10 mins from Richmond park and the river. There is even a greenhouse where finally I can put my money where my mouth is and grow something! Plus it is currently being let by an Italian lady and her german husband which I decided was a good omen.
We have a few questions about whether we can bring some
of our own furniture as it is furnished but if that is ok
and they accept our offer then we could be in by mid August.
Which means I have about 2 weeks to get our sh*t
I think this will hopefully be a nice new start for our little family.
By the way, viewing houses with a 2 year old and a 3 week old in tow is highly inadvisable. In every property one or the other was crying. Munchkin because he fell flat on his face on the pavement, skinning his knees and unfortunately his nose. He now looks like he drinks a litre of White
Lightening a day, just in time for my parents arriving on Tuesday. Cupcake because crying is her current favourite past time.
Hope we haven’t chosen this house just because both of us were operating in some sort of fog!!