A Subway advert has just made me STARVING, I now need a Pastrami Melt ASAP. Fortunately I'm off to the salon tomorrow to get my nails done and my fanjo waxed so I'll be going in there after.
Folk are harping on about us needing to move house. Its 2 bed, with 2 DDs who share. In a huge room. Baby can go in there no problem, plenty of space, plus both DDs were in with me until 1 year, so potentially won't need 3 bedrooms until February 2017.
I fucking hate moving house. I was evicted from a private rent back in 2011 when DDs were 2YO & 4 months old (LL wanted to move back in) and I managed to get a council house (where I still live) and I have zero desire to go back into the massively unstable private rent, and buying will never be an option, I accepted that a long, long time ago.