I'm sitting on a wall outside a pub. I'm overlooking the Thames. I'm supposed to go in and welcome people, as the class rep for dd (NT) . I'm completely broke, so have had a couple of drinks already (vodka with infused rhubarb and custards homemade christmas pressure).
DH has put an offer in for a house, and upped it without asking me. It's a nice house, in an outstanding school catchment for dd and ds2. The offer he has made is ridiculous, more tan twice the price of the bigger house we left a year ago.
Wtf do I think I am doing?
I grew up in East London.
I've seen a job. I'm qualified for it. It is with our LA and about using data in Education.
I've put lipstick on.
Why do I feel the only true friends are you lot. Most of whom I have never met!?
210,000 you can have the one next to meeeeeeeeeeeee prob less now and they would defo take a undercut. It has a garage and an extension (first floor) to the back and a front and back garden and 3 beds and central heating, DG and then there is meeeeeeeeeee Do you want me to pay YOU is that it LOL