we've been looking for a house since before DD was born 2 years ago. DP agreed that I could give up work when DD arrived so I relented on my choice of area close to my parents and my work. Since we didn't move then and since DD's arrival 2 things have happened. I have gone back to work 3 days a week and my parents look after her for one of those days. So he's reined in his choice from a 30 mile commute, to a 20 mile commute to just half-way across London. This is still wholly inconvenient for me to get to my parents and more difficult for me to get to work. I've just found somewhere today which is down the road from our (my) current small flat, and it seems perfect to me (lots of rooms, garden, period property - lovely). I'm exasperated as he won't even entertain a viewing. AIBU to be absolutely at my wits end, exasperated with him? With not too much of a push, I could afford to move there myself if I do continue working but I am thinking this would cause even worse problems...
Sorry, that turned out longer than expected. Arghh.