I just want a bit of a moan really...
So found a great house - we rarely make offers, having offered on 3 houses in 1 year of looking (not in a rush still the stamp duty thing and I’m picky). Made an offer on Saturday, don’t hear back till Wednesday where we have to go to final offers - which is a first for us as we’re used to a more piecemeal back and forth. Both DH and I have nothing but stressful work deadlines and teams meetings practically all day. Attempt to see what we should got up to and make our guess, but get out bid (presumably by a lot but as we’re FTB with an actual mortgage agreed due to having to drop out due to house Subsiding.)
Now nursing the disappointment of missing out for 3 months savings which we would have paid - especially as in our haste I missed that the other side of the road had a different postcode as rightmove sold in the actual postcode had the max price at 10% less than asking ( we only 2% under).
Gah, I’ve just watched my parents neighbours make a 30% loss on a house they bought at the peak oil price in Aberdeen 5 years ago and I can’t fight an inner feeling that even the 5-7 years we want to stay in the house w