Worked out what's been really, really bothering me though - this house.
We made the offer three years ago, almost to the day, but didn't move in till October.
When we made the offer, I had been told I'd never have children.
When we moved, I was 15 weeks pregnant (and delighted about it!).
We bought this house with the aim of doing it up (as a young married couple with no children but stacks of energy can renovate and move on quickly - we'd already done it once).
As it turned out, the house was in a far worse state than the survey had said, because the previous owners had pissed on the kitchen floor (honestly - was vile - elderly lino with wedges of urine-soaked newspaper underneath), put holes in the walls and ceilings, left the place filthy - the kitchen was rotten, the bathroom basin wasn't attached to the wall, EVERYWHERE stank of cats (they'd had a litter tray under the dining table...on carpet...and had a BAD aim), etc, etc, etc. Doors didn't fit, the whole place had bodges all over it.
So we spent money we didn't have making it habitable and it wasn't finished when DS1 was born (we didn't even live in it for three months - moved in on Christmas Eve, having taken ownership of it at the beginning of October) - and with having a baby and no money, then going back to work stupid hours and always being tired, partly because I expressed so he would have bmilk when I was at work), then getting pg (planned!) when DS1 was 12mo - we just haven't finished it.
So I live in a house I'm not meant to still be in, it's not finished, it's not much good for children, layout-wise - no hall, no landing, no storage, TINY kitchen, no airing cupboard, windows are shit and have two bays so massively expensive to replace, front door and back door don't fit, it costs a fortune to heat, and it's going to cost more than we have (we have less than nothing) to get to a standard where it'd be worth putting o the market...and now I'm boring myself with it!
My one big problem with telling people I have PND is that they might think I don't like the children, when it's them that keep me going - they're such adorable little boys.
So I've spent the last three years living in an unfinished house and I now own more Little People than I ever dreamt I would and there's nowhere to bloody put anything! And now I'm on amternity leave and we have no money so it's hard to do anything else to the house and the send hunker a quid campaign hasn't taken off in quite the way I hoped and LGJ is going to kill me for still being awake and posting At This Hour...
And this all sounds like teaspoon rage...I realise this! Gah!
Thanks for listening and don't point and shout "Mentalist!" when you see me elsewhere on MN, please...!