This post has been a long time coming. Back in the Spring of 2017 we put our townhouse on the market. We'd bought it off plan in 2013 in the village I'd grown up in, we had family near by and a great choice of schools and local amenities. It was our first real base when we moved back to England. We both adored our townhouse but over the following years we had outgrown it. The rooms were becoming cramped and the courtyard garden too small for our ever growing daughter.
We had big dreams for our new home, a list as long as your arm! Ample off road parking (for Mr), a large garden (for Miss K) and some sort of work space for me, these being three of our priorities. Our townhouse had 2 allocated parking spaces and there was constant 'parking wars' out on the road, it was becoming ridiculous. Our garden as I said was rapidly becoming too small for Miss to ride her bike, run and play, and I for one was fed-up of having our home life combined with my work. Something had to give!
To say our move was smooth sailing would be a lie. We had two failed sales, both of which were retired couples (sorry to pigeon hole anyone who's retired), they were undeceive, came back numerous time to view, measure up, ask questions, then at the last minute decide the house had too many stairs....really a townhouse with too many stairs....who'd have thought! Annoyingly, both couples had no chain, were ready to move asap and were more than keen to get us out so we were at exchange of contracts then they both pulled out! Nightmare!! The only blessing was we hadn't found anything to go to and had decided we'd need to rent for a while to see what these came onto the market rather than lose a buyer.
Fast forward to October 2018 we had a request to view and a young couple came over one morning. By this time we didn't hold out any hopes of a sale, it had been so long since our last viewing and agent change you just give up hope. Within a couple of days they had put in a offer which we excepted and we went along to view some houses ourselves that we'd been stalking on Rightmove.
The house in question was only 10 minutes from our townhouse and it was exactly what we'd been looking for. Ample off road parking, Mr even has a cartlodge and garage. More than enough garden for our now 8 year old to run jump and climb trees. Plus a dedicated work space just for me! On the first viewing it felt like home, we wanted to kick our shoes off, pop the kettle on and settle down on the sofa. Our offer was accepted and we flew off to Cyprus to see our family for the October Half Term holidays, excited in the knowledge we'd found our ideal home and we're egure to get moved.
As I'm sure you know nothing ever goes smoothly when you're buying/selling your house. Our buyer were 'first time buyers' and our vendor was going into rental so you'd think it would be a quick completion but it wasn't. The Christmas holidays fell just before the final queries were answered from our vendor, so with the close of business for Christmas we had a rather long 2 weeks of nothing happening.
We finally exchanged contracts on Tuesday 22nd January and completed Monday 28th January. It was all a bit manic, we had a quote from a local removals firm who then delivered our packing boxes the Tuesday evening and Mr was working away that week so it was down to me to get cracked on with packing whilst juggling work and Miss K's school schedule.
I'm happy to say move day went smoothly and we are now 3 weeks into our new house. We've certainly had some trials and tribulations in such a short period of time but I'll be documenting it as we go and will be back very soon to tell you how its going.
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