Well he says he does. But he's been saying that for ten years. He wants to keep saving and buy at the right time. We now have two kids, one newborn.
I feel like my eldest missed out on living in a nice area with parks nearby, a backyard, making friends locally and I'm about to watch the baby have the same.
We have a shit tonne of savings. Could buy a house outright if we wanted to. And though we've been looking and he's been saying yes we will - when it's the right time, when we find the right house. I'm sick of looking at houses, I'm sick of investing my time and my emotions into finding the right place. I know I'm writing this right now in a rage and rambling and you're probably all going to come on and tell me there are bigger problems in the world and to give my head a wobble.
I'm just really sick of it. I'm tired of waiting for the landlord to do repairs for months on end, waiting to buy decent furniture that will suit the house we buy, not having a backyard for the kids.
It feels like I am at his mercy because I'm at home with the baby and he's always been the higher earner. So I hate the lack of control and I feel like he's dangling a carrot and we won't own a home until we're 80 and it's 'the one'.
Sorry everyone. I just feel really fucked off and I'm going to be stuck in this stupid rental and the noisy main road forever.