Yep. All too late to pull out, got the keys but neither of us can even move in because we’ve come down with covid. I’ve got to isolate till Saturday, my step daughter is isolating till Monday and now my OH who was negative on lateral flows has the same symptoms as us, so he’s done a PCR today so no doubt he will be isolating for 10 days now at his parents, so we can’t even move in at this point.
I’ve had a house before with a bf, and did the same with a trust deed because he had no deposit and then wanted adding on the mortgage. It worked out ok because it was an old do-er upper and we added value, the price went up and I got my deposit back too. We were in it 7 years though.
But this feels different, the place I’m moving to is on the outskirts of the city, I don’t really like the city much. I like the place I live now, it’s a small pretty town here. We couldn’t stay here though because his daughters school is in the city, so we’ve compromised a new build, 6 miles from the school (25 mins in traffic) and 25 miles from my home town, it’s an easy enough drive, straight down the m1, the house is easy access to the motorway.
The house is smaller than I imagined, and I feel like it just isn’t me. I’m more of an old character House, but there wasn’t any that didn’t need gutting and I couldn’t handle 7 years of that with my OH and his kid in tow. We wanted something less hassle that we could move into.
It’s been hard the past 1.5-2 years, he’s been going back and forth staying here and at his parents trying to do school runs from here the odd day. The mum has got a career and he’s ended up with his kid all the time; it’s caused a lot of stress being apart and lately we’ve been down to seeing eachother 1-2 times a week, I guess I had started to get used to space and time on my own. And now all of a sudden I’ve bought this house with him and I feel so trapped and terrified; all I can do is cry. I’m worried I will hate it, and won’t have a life outside step parenting in a place I don’t really like, and if it doesn’t work out; what will I do? How much unraveling before I’m back to this point and I’m in my mid-late thirties. But then I know if I didn’t try it; I would have wondered what if, because we’ve only ever had a life that’s seperate and never had a place that’s our own