That's my first attempt at clickbait. Sorry, Little Ms D spends a lot of time watching crap on YouTube! How am I doing?
Anyway, it's obvious that things have been quiet 'round here. And as I write this I'm waiting for my next Tysabri infusion to start. So strap in for a long post.
TL;DR we're moving house.
To start I'll transport you to a simpler, more innocent time: December 2019. Did we realise how happy we were? Such innocence.
At this point our landlady informed us that she wanted to sell the house we were living in.
If you remember even further back, we needed to move into this house after a series of non-physical confrontations with our wanker neighbours. It was quite galling that we were forced to step off the property ladder but, seeing as I was fired/let go/made redundant from my job a couple of years later, this "temporary" move actually worked out ok for us.
So we understood why our landlady wanted to sell up. And she did get us out of a hole when we needed to move quickly.
But then 2020 happened! And the housing market stopped, so she wasn't in a rush to do anything.
So we basically spent all of that year trying to either buy the house or persuade someone else to buy it so we could continue renting. We weren't able to get a mortgage because my business had only been going for a couple of months by this point.
However, in January of this year, after a number of near-misses, we had to admit defeat. So since then we've been looking for somewhere else to live. And, as I'm sure you can understand, it has been pretty stressful and all-encompassing.
It hasn't helped that the rental market has gone bananas. We've seen houses and while we've been waiting to arrange viewings, someone has swooped in and got it based on photos. Which isn't an option that is open to us, considering my access requirements.
But we have managed to find somewhere to live. And it's another short move! Let's look at our past movements:
Mr, Mrs and Ms D - relocation, relocation, relocation
- living in a flat with arsehole late-night DJs, to...
- three-storey townhouse - then moving SIX DOORS to...
- purchase another three-storey townhouse, with arsehole neighbours either side - brief relocation to...
- move-in with my in-laws - moving ACROSS AND SLIGHTLY UP THE ROAD to...
- temporarily (*coughs* seven years) rent
And now we're going ACROSS THE ROAD and SLIGHTLY FURTHER-ER UP.
Now this should be a really, GENUINELY temporary move before Little Ms D moves up to big school. By which time, we'll hopefully be in a position to buy a house.
So that's where I've been. Are you as shocked as my title hinted?
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