DH and I had enough of our crappy neighbours a few months ago. Put our beloved little terraced house up for sale and it sold really quickly. We didn’t know about the stamp duty holiday at that point and hadn’t realised the market was going nuts. Fast forward, we’re due to complete next Wednesday, removal van is booked, and I’m devastated because we’ve looked at literally dozens of houses, have been outbid on 6, and now have to move back in with my Mum 30 miles away.
Now, I’m very lucky to have that option. We’re not homeless and we’ve made some money on our sale due to said crazy market. But we love where we live and despite having a healthy budget we apparently can’t afford to live here. Everything we bid on went for £50-75k over the asking price which is insane. I mean the last one we loved was a 2 bed semi with no garden just a paved yard (though a stunning kitchen) and it went for £360k which…what.
So I’m really grieving having to move especially when it was due to other xxxxs and not just us deciding to upgrade or make money, and worse, I’m despairing of finding anywhere at all and having to live with my mum for the next year (I love her but we’ll murder each other long before then).
Please tell me stories of how you found the most amazing house for buttons when you least expected it. Or some version that will help me get through the move next week. Thanks.