We moved from a one-bed flat to a two-bed house during lockdown. It's got a converted basement and attic, too. It's within walking distance to town. Big garden. We had plans.
The sale took forever; we missed the stamp duty holiday and I was 38 weeks pregnant when we moved in. DH ripped out all the carpets as he hated them and didn't know how clean they were; so the flooring has always been partially wood, with lots of chipboard inserts.
He half-stripped the stairs and never finished it.
Ripped up the garden; which is now 100ft of soil. He's done bit projects - removing loads of bamboo, laying cement to move a shed, selling four other sheds on the marketplace; but it's still a lot of soil, it needs a lot of love.
The cost of getting downstairs looked at to turn it into my study rocketed; as did having a dormer fitted upstairs to make it our room, so we're in a room that's too small, with clothes everywhere as they don't all fit in the drawers. We need a new kitchen, but can't agree or sign off on the design. It's all so fucking expensive now.
The worst bit about it for me is that it's cold. There are no radiators in the open plan kitchen/living room, just a log burner. We've now had plumbers around for three days straight, and they've just left as they can't find a way to run pipe to the radiators they've fitted to the walls. There's cement under two layers of floorboard, apparently, and no way through it. Our only option would be to run it from the closest radiator, but that would have to go through a door and be visible along a long wall.
I know worse things are happening in the world, and we have somewhere to call "home", and we're all alright. And some of it might be trauma from other areas of life, which I'm struggling with right now. But man, I cannot see how we get this looking anywhere near where we need it to be. Doing anything costs a fortune and then 90% of the time it doesn't come off, for whatever reason.
I wish he'd left everything alone so we could sell it.
(To head off any comments about why I haven't - A combination of a baby, a full-time job, a side business and a physical disability).