The day after we moved in to our house in Brighton, while the kids were asleep, I could hear trains out the back, cars out the front, and I lay on the bed and cried. I said, 'What have we done?'
15 years later we're still here. Every time I've told DH I want to move he's rolled his eyes and said, "It's not possible. You're never satisfied. Moving is too expensive.' or words to that effect and he's shut me down. I've believed him. Until now.
We moved here to get out of a bad situation in our London home in an unsafe area with our two very young children. I've since had two more.
I LOVE Brighton but quite honestly I have never liked this house. Too tall, too many stairs, not enough bedrooms, not enough floor space, no cupboards at all, the wrong flow and many more downsides. We've done so much to try to force it to be the right home for us, but it's not.
The latest attempt to force it is an extension. The mortgage company has leant us £65,000 to do it on the understanding we don't move for a while. But I want to move. That's all I want. I DON'T WANT TO LIVE HERE.
I want to use the loan to do the million and one jobs which are half finished or never got started and then sell this house and move.
Can I?