|The current house. Dark, cramped, small.|
Not so fun is the part where we have to sell his current house. It's on the market, people are coming to see it, but until someone buys it - that is, makes an offer, goes through the legal process, and pays - we can't make a serious move on any of the properties we're looking at. That's tough. Some properties would be absolutely lovely, but we can't do anything and they are bought by someone else. Will the right property be there when we can buy? What if not: a few months in rented accommodation, meaning we're having to move twice? I can only hope not!
Why are we moving?
You might well ask, given that this is a perfectly adequate 2-bedroom house which he owns. I don't yet live there, even. But I have said, when we spoke about ideal places to live - not nagged, not refused, simply said - that I don't love the house. To me, it feels oppressive, dark, cramped inside (it's Victorian). At Christmas, he turned to me and said, "Let's put the house up for sale. We'll find one we both like."
I'm so lucky marrying this man.