Hello everyone.
Smiles.....you have absolutely done the right thing. You have done your best and there's no shame in wanting a peaceful and stress free life. It's certainly what I want. And yes, this is one curved ball you can cheerfully chuck back. That made me chuckle.
Well if I thought finding a rental would be less stressful than trying to buy and sell simultaneously I was wrong. 😱😂. The rental market is crazy here. Prices are extortionate and still people are queuing up. Nice properties are like gold dust and are snapped up within hours.
Yesterday I saw a lovely house but there were several other viewers so I doubt my chances. I've sent in my application so will just wait and see. The rent was high enough without getting into a bidding war, so I am prepared to walk away.
Last night I was feeling really cheesed off, it was back to the drawing board, trawling through Right Move. Then I had a brainwave. Try a bit of creating thinking......ha ha.
Instead of looking for my "ideal" property why not sort them out on a "longest on the market" basis, ie the dogs that no one wants. Found some hidden gems, mainly bungalows. It would seem that bungalows aren't much wanted by renters round here but a bungalow will suit me just fine, as long as it has sufficient storage for all my, er hem, treasures. Anyway I'm viewing one today.🤞
Have spoken to the solicitor and explained my difficulties in finding a rental and she assures me that the 29/11 Legal Completion is not yet fixed. It's still a moveable feast. Phew. As it is Christmas is going to be a tad uncomfortable, probably surrounded by boxes and packing cases. But I'll manage. Not the best timing for a house move. Understatement.
Christmas isn't what it used to be for me, or indeed for any of us on here. It's a very sad time for anyone who is bereaved or estranged. I am not looking forward to it but I'll do my best to make the most of a bad job. I look back with great fondness on all those busy Christmases when my husband was alive, the children were small and the house was bursting at the seams with both sets of parents staying with us. Now all the parents are dead, my husband is dead and I live alone. Circle of life I guess.
I do feel that I am very fortunate in that I have managed to reconcile with my son, although I still feel that the relationship is fragile and that I need to tread warily and maintain that red velvet rope. As for my DIL, who knows. Whether it's just an uneasy truce or a lasting peace only time will tell. So for now, it's just "steady as she goes" and try and avoid the rocks and choppy waters.
Ooh I do love a seafaring metaphor......... I think its time I booked a nice sunshine cruise. I haven't had a holiday since 2018 so that will be next in my agenda. Once I'm moved and settled.
It's grim here. Cold, wet, grey and miserable.
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