Pancakes all well and good but no eggs and no flour in the SOH cupboard. And all this talk of pancakes... mmm, yummy...
Anyway... the joys of viewing houses. You'd think that viewing a house that is a mile away from my workplace, half an hour after I finish work is an easy feat. Even ShowOfHands, the incredible pregnant biffer can waddle that distance in half an hour. Oh yes, she could if her nemesis of a DH managed to turn up to meet her on time. So, make that about 13mins to waddle a mile at the end of a very long day and it's a totally different story involving a very red-faced and grumpy person carrier (me) and a route-marching sergeant major (DH) and oh the meltdown was inevitable. DH ran on ahead to get there on time and left me huffing and puffing up the hill. I turned up ten minutes late to find out that DH hadn't even arrived, viewed the house on my own and then wandered back up the now very dark and deserted country lane back to work. Still no DH, I'm convinced that he's been run over or fallen in a river, I'm hungry and tired and my bump's aching (and DH has been missing for half an hour). So I did what any pregnant woman would do in my situation. I sat on the verge and cried. DH did eventually turn up (wandering the lane shouting my name) and it transpires that he had been standing outside the wrong bloody house (he saw a for sale sign and latched onto it without even considering that it clearly wasn't the house in the bloomin' picture he had clutched in his hand). So, estate agent kindly gave us another viewing and we went back and trudged round the house again. Then trudged the 4 flippin' miles home and I sent DH out for fish and chips.
Aaah, that's better... Glad to get it off my considerably sized chest.
Anyway, the house is okay. It needs a lot of modernisation (turquoise bath suite and patterned brown carpets, woodchip paper and artex ceilings etc) and they have had 30 viewings so far! It's a developer's dream I suppose, money to be made. They've decided to have sealed bids which is very disheartening. Still, first time buyers, we have a mortgage agreement, no chain, deposit saved and we're desperate to get on with it. I wonder if that would help swing it for us? I bet a developer buys it for cash. Oh well, we'll see.
Right, now that I've moaned incessantly at you about my deeply boring evening yesterday I'm going to cheer up and resolve not to moan any more today.