The house is lovely, isn't it?
DH's commute is a bit dangerous, as it's on one of the country's most congested and complicated motorways; he does it on a motorbike (otherwise it would take hours), which makes it even more dangerous.
He gets home at 8:30/9pm on good days, and wants us to in Marseille so he sees DS and the baby a bit more. I can fully understand, but it means I'd have to commute from Marseille to my work the other way by car, with added constraints of having to get kids from CM/school etc., as well as doing almost all housework, kids' stuff, shopping, etc.
Property prices nearer to Marseille than that house are prohibitive, whereas in Marseille they are lower because it's not necessarily a town people are queuing to live in. So either he commutes or I do, and as he goes to his workplace 5 days/week and I go to mine 3 days/week, I caved and said I'd move to the urban nightmare jungle that is Marseille.
Hence the stress...
LuLu, your house renovation saga is scary (I am making a mental note not to move anywhere needing major work).
Sorry my posts are a bit me, me, me: I've not caught up with anyone's news properly yet.
But if Boff is painting her skirting boards, I join in the general scolding wholeheartedly.