So, we’ve been toying with the idea of moving house for a few years now but it’s been a bit stop-start due to my health stuff and the difficulty in finding the right house for us. Not least because I’ve been in Stroud Rd for not far off 25 years now – good grief – and it’s quite weird to think about moving.
We almost made an offer on a house a month ago but couldn’t quite get our heads round it’s not-brilliant location. And then we saw another one for the second time this Friday. In the nicer bit of Wimbledon Park, closer to the little parade of shops that we like and bigger than our house now. Many very good things about it, some work needed (new kitchen etc) but had much potential.
We put an offer in yesterday at the asking price and are waiting to hear.
Which means that tonight will be spent de-cluttering ours and storing some of Mums remaining stuff in Claire & Jon’s garage so we can get the sales photos taken this Tues and get our house properly on the market. We may or may not get the new house but should know this week. Scary hairy stuff, fingers crossed whatever happens is the right thing for us x