I don't know if it's my hormones or what but basically, we're having to move ( rent) due to expanding family.. Latest unexpected.
Our current home is beautiful, cosy clean and fresh.. It was a new build 5 yrs ago. Only ones to have lived here.
We bit the bullet and decided to go for larger.
When viewed. I was OK with it. Yes cosmetic stuff but I saw the bigger picture.
Got keys this week. Have been looking forward to it.
Since going in.. I feel deflated.. I can't stop crying.
The kitchen is a shit hole.. We've been told we can decorate, re tile or whatever we wish and make it our home and I'm lucky in that we know someone who can do it cheaper etc.
It can't be done yet. And it all feels so dirty and horrible. I've cleaned. Scrubbed and everything.
I didn't realise how little storage there is.. And not much spare space to create our own storage solutions.. We don't hoard but we do have sentimental things that need to be stored.
The garage /lean to is a hell hole.
Everything we've touched seems to have broken or somwthgine wrong.
DH can't book any time off work.. Not even unpaid.
Im 23 weeks pregnant trying to get the new place sorted and pack old.. We move in next weekend.
The 18m old is not liking all the change and is just so clingy I can't get anything done.
I've had offers for sitters 1 days next week with GPS. And 2 days with CM. Great but makes me feel shit, mega shit like I'm palming her off.
I can't even fit out. Wardobe in our room.
I hate it.. Really hate it.
I wanted more. Space.. But I wanted my home.. This new place will never feel like home.
I feel I've done it for everyone else.. And obviously rightly so, kids needed space. As well as dsc.
I just don't know.. I feel bleugh. I haven't even eaten today as so stressed